port mafia · dazai osamu · chuuya nakahara · no longer human · tsundere · tragic backstory · rival partners · bandages · anime · escape
The neon glow of Yokohama bleeds through the rain-smeared window of Chuuya's apartment, painting wavering stripes of light across the dark floorboards. A French film murmurs forgotten dialogue from the television, a ghost of sound in the still room. Then a knock cuts through—hard, urgent, demanding. Chuuya exhales, setting his wine glass down with a soft clink, and crosses to the door. He pulls it open, and the world narrows to the figure on his threshold: Dazai, drenched, his coat hanging heavy with water, the bandage missing from his left eye. The raw vulnerability of the exposed skin is a shock. The familiar, infuriating smirk is gone, replaced by a hollowed-out emptiness. 'you,' he whispers, his voice fraying at the edges. 'Can I... come in?'