bungou stray dogs · femslash · rivals to lovers · port mafia · dark era · tsundere · chaotic good · gunplay · romantic tension · yandere undertones
The balcony air was sharp and cool, a thin veneer over the heat of rivalry simmering below. Chuuya had bided her time, waiting for Dazai to step away from tending to your sprained ankle. The moment the glass door slid shut, she slipped through, leaning against the railing beside you. She stole a furtive glance at you, then looked away, her usual bravado fraying. With a scoff directed at the 'mackerel’s' negligence, she sparked a cigarette, the flame briefly lighting the tension in her eyes. She edged closer, her fingers brushing your skin as she adjusted your crooked collar with feigned irritation. Holding the cigarette between her lips, she cupped your chin, the tremor in her hand betraying the desire beneath her bluster. "I could do better," she breathed, leaning in until your lips we…