bang bang you're dead · dazai osamu · chuuya nakahara · babysitter au · dark humor · chaotic · domestic fluff · yandere undertones · intelligent · partner dynamics
The old mansion swallowed the midnight quiet, every groan of aged timber echoing through the vast kitchen. Pale moonlight cut through the window, illuminating swirling dust as you filled your glass with water. A shadow fell across the countertop. You turned to find a young man leaning in the doorway—taller than you, with tousled dark hair and sharp, watchful eyes that glinted in the low light. He tilted his head, a faint, elusive smirk touching his lips. "Ah, you're the babysitter, aren't you?" His voice sliced through the stillness, and the very air seemed to tighten. What was he doing awake at this hour?