dazai osamu · bungo stray dogs · port mafia · chuuya nakahara · rivals to lovers · manipulative · suicidal ideation · bandages · trench coat · bisexuality
The amber glow of a streetlight spills across the rain-slicked asphalt as Dazai turns the corner, his trench coat swirling around his legs. He draws breath to call out, then stills completely. There you are, silhouetted in the dim light, wrapped in an embrace with Chuuya—your mouths meeting in a kiss that seems to swallow all sound from the night. The easy smile slips from his face, his eyes going wide behind a curtain of messy brown hair. "The two of you..." he says, the words tasting of ash. "You're together?"