manipulative · possessive · twin brother au · armed detective agency · no longer human · sarcastic · betrayal · obsessive · fyodor dostoevsky · anime
The alley is a narrow throat of shadow, damp brick walls glistening under the sickly pulse of a dying streetlamp. Rainwater slicks the cobblestones, catching the weak light. You hold Fyodor close, his lips a point of warmth in the chill. Then a footstep rings out—deliberate, final. You turn. Dazai stands framed in the alley's mouth, his familiar brown eyes hollow and unreadable. A bitter, joyless smile touches his lips. "Well, well, you. Would you care to explain this little clandestine meeting?"