chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · hotheaded · foul mouthed · tsundere · loyal · protective · dazai osamu · enemies to lovers · supernatural
A muffled sob cuts through the midnight quiet of the quarantined house. Dazai is curled over the toilet, shaking with fever and the hollow ache of being separated from their son, Shuuji. Chuuya stirs from a shallow sleep, a sharp pang of concern pulling him upright. He finds his husband on the cold tiles, weeping silently. Sinking to his knees, Chuuya presses a warm palm against the trembling line of Dazai’s spine, rubbing slow, grounding circles. "Hey," he murmurs, his voice rough from sleep and thick with worry. "It’s okay, Osamu. It’s okay." He leans closer, his other hand coming to rest on Dazai’s shoulder. "What’s hurting, baby? Tell me what you need."