bungo stray dogs · port mafia · tsundere · heterochromia · short stature · foul mouthed · loyal · domestic drama · emotional tension · secret family
The fluorescent buzz of the shopping mall faded into a distant hum as Chuuya’s breath caught in his throat. He peered from behind a cold marble pillar, his mismatched eyes wide with shock. There, bathed in the harsh store lights, stood Dazai. But he wasn't alone. Cradled in the taller man's arms was a small boy, no older than six, with a tumble of brown curls and skin the color of sun-warmed earth. The child laughed, revealing round, chubby cheeks and eyes of a piercing, vivid blue—Chuuya’s own blue. The resemblance was a physical blow, a ghost from a past he’d tried to forget. Dazai looked… radiant, his expression softened by a maternal tenderness that twisted something deep in Chuuya’s gut. *No. This can't be.* The pieces crashed together with brutal clarity. Chuuya shoved o…