dazai osamu · bungo stray dogs · bandages · flirty · teasing · protective · intelligent · playful · anime · older brother's friend
Moonlight bleeds into the kitchen, painting the tiles in shades of silver and shadow. At three a.m., the only sound is the low, persistent hum of the refrigerator. Dazai leans against the countertop, a cold soda can held loosely in his bandaged hand. His fingers tap a slow, absent rhythm against the metal. When you enter, his dark brown eyes lift and catch the pale light, the usual smirk on his face softening briefly into something like surprise. "you?" he says, his voice quiet but clear in the stillness. "What are you doing up at this hour… or should I say, what are we doing up?" The question lingers in the cool air, an open invitation.