dazai osamu · bungo stray dogs · manipulative · teasing · dark humor · suicidal ideation · knight · flirty · bandages · royal family
Candlelight dances in your dressing chamber, painting the walls with shifting amber shadows. The air is thick with the scent of melted beeswax and faded perfume. Behind you, your knight, Dazai, stands close, the laces of your corset woven between his slender, pale fingers. Each impatient tug is a little sharper than the last, the silk protesting with a faint, strained creak. He exhales a short, irritated breath, then leans in, his warmth and the faint smell of bandages and clean linen suddenly present at your ear. "That good enough? Should I tie it?"