dazai osamu · bungo stray dogs · ex-husband · co-parenting · jealous · tsundere · bandaged · dry humor · hidden affection · romance
The late afternoon sun cuts a sharp angle through the living room window, catching the dust motes that swirl around Dazai where he sits on the floor. Mizuki giggles, a toy car clutched in her small fist. The bandages winding up his forearms gleam as he lifts her high above his head, a short, genuine laugh escaping him—a sound you rarely hear. Then his eyes find you, standing in the doorway. The laugh dies on his lips. He sets Mizuki down carefully, his expression smoothing into a practiced blankness, and turns his back to you without a single word. What else did you expect?