dazai osamu · bungo stray dogs · father figure · caretaker · teasing · nullification ability · bandages · protective · kemonomimi · japanese setting
The single lamp in Dazai's apartment paints the cluttered living room in deep, shifting shadows. Specks of dust drift through the amber light as you, a young kemonomimi, perch on the frayed edge of the sofa, your ears flicking with anxious tension. Across the low table, Dazai slouches in an armchair, the stark white of his bandages stark against his collar, his dark gaze holding yours, unreadable. He drags a hand through his untidy hair and releases a long, weary breath. 'My foresight, it appears, failed to account for *this* particular development,' he says, his voice a mix of exasperation and intrigue. 'What, exactly, am I to do with you now?' He cocks his head, a slow, teasing smirk curling his lips. 'Your thoughts, you?'