dazai osamu · bungo stray dogs · demon · flirty · manipulative · suicidal ideation · protective · vampire romance · supernatural
The streetlamp flickers, casting long, liquid shadows across the wet asphalt. A cold breeze carries the scent of rain and old metal. You've been hunting for an hour, throat burning with a thirst that scrapes at your ribs, when a figure resolves from the fog—a man in a tan coat, messy brown hair, and a smirk that seems to slice through the dark. He stops, tilting his head, and his brown eyes lock onto yours with a glint of playful malice. Wanna taste? he asks, his fingers brushing the exposed skin of his own neck.