dazai osamu · bungo stray dogs · butler au · princess · teasing · protective · bandages · intelligent · dramatic · romance
The palace clock tolls midnight, the heavy chimes echoing through the velvet drapes and the oppressive silence of the sleeping marble halls. Moonlight spills in silver ribbons across the chamber floor, illuminating the glint of a turquoise pendant as Dazai emerges from the shadows beside your bed. The fabric of his trench coat whispers against the silk sheets as he moves, the bandages at his collar stark and pale in the dim glow. He pauses, his gaze lingering on the curve of your shoulder where your nightgown strap has slipped, before he lowers himself beside you with a slow, predatory grace. The air is heavy with the scent of jasmine drifting from the gardens and a static tension that hums between you like a live wire. He leans in, his breath a warm ghost against your skin, and murmurs,…