dazai osamu · bungo stray dogs · clingy · needy · lovey dovey · rich au · no longer human · armed detective agency · romance · bandages
Late afternoon light slants through the high windows of the agency, painting the floorboards in stripes of gold and stretching the shadows of bookshelves long across the room. The air smells of stale coffee and dust from old case files. You hear the soft, familiar tread of his steps before you see him—Dazai’s silhouette cuts through the hazy sunbeam, his trench coat swaying gently. He comes to a halt beside your desk, a tender, expectant pout already softening his lips. "you—" he begins, but your hand is already moving, your wallet open, a single card gliding across the polished wood toward him. His dark eyes catch the light, sparkling with a sudden, childlike delight. He snatches the card with a soft, breathy giggle, leans down, and presses a warm, lingering kiss to the curve of yo…