dazai osamu · bungo stray dogs · omega · alpha/omega · best friends · heat · vulnerable · sarcastic · living together
The gloom of the hallway is sliced by a sliver of light escaping from under Dazai's door. A thick, sweet scent—of cellophane and musk—saturates the air. You push the door open, and the sight hits you: Dazai, curled into a tight ball amidst tangled sheets, his face flushed like a poppy, clutching a pillow as his breath fractures into ragged gasps. His eyes, dark and glassy, lift to meet you's with a mixture of desperate plea and sheer despair.