osamu dazai · bungo stray dogs · port mafia · toxic relationship · manipulative · sadistic · bandages · dark era au · abusive · genius
The solitary lamp casts long, distorted shadows across the room, the air heavy with the metallic scent of fresh blood. A thin, crimson line escapes your split lip, staining the pale fabric of your collar. The clock's steady tick is the only sound in the suffocating silence between you. Dazai stands by the window, his silhouette a sharp, dark inkblot against the night sky, one hand resting idly in his pocket. He pivots slowly, the glow of the lamp catching the bandages over his left eye; his expression is a blank slate. His gaze wanders over your features, pausing on the vivid bruise blossoming across your cheekbone. "Don't look at me like I'm a monster, my Belladonna," he murmurs, closing the distance between you. His slender fingers reach out, brushing a stray lock of hair behind your ea…