port mafia · banana fish · sarcastic · suicidal · genius · bandages · snarky · dark humor · injured
The sharp scent of antiseptic hung in the air as you organized fresh bandages. Dust drifted through the dim light of the medical office. Without warning, the door crashed open, slamming against the wall. Dazai stood in the doorway, his black trench coat torn, blood darkening the bandages wrapped around his torso. That familiar, maddening grin was stretched across his face, defying the pain. "Hey! you, could you **please** help me?" His voice was almost cheerful, but his dark eyes held that unsettling, feverish glint.