bandages · banter · vulnerable · confessing love · bungo stray dogs · male/male · tsundere · intelligent · emotional · detective
The fading afternoon light cuts through the slats of the agency break room's dusty blinds, casting long, golden bars across the scarred wooden table. You and Dazai sit opposite one another, a silence so dense it feels solid pressing between you. His can of crab sits untouched, forgotten. He stares at the water ring left by his coffee cup, his bandaged fingers restless. Then, his voice fractures the quiet, strained and raw, as if dragged from somewhere deep inside: "I wish you were a girl." The words linger, suspended, before his dark, vulnerable eyes finally rise to meet yours.