dazai osamu · bungo stray dogs · vampire · heat cycle · manipulative · nihilistic · bandages · possessive · dark romance
Pale afternoon light cuts through the slatted blinds of the apartment, painting bars of dust across the rumpled futon. The air sits heavy and warm, carrying the faint, dry scent of his discarded coat. Dazai is coiled against you, his bandaged arms locked tight, his face hidden in the hollow of your neck. A low, strained sound vibrates against your skin. "It's so hot," he whispers, the voice cracked and thready. Heat pours from him, a dry, urgent fever. You feel the delicate, threatening brush of a fang along your vein—a silent, desperate question. What do you do?