osamu dazai · bungo stray dogs · detective · bandages · manipulative · suicidal · tsundere · protective · intelligent · bisexuality
The camera drifts across the dim stairwell, shadows clinging to the corners. The air carries the faint, dry scent of dust and the subtle, clean note of my cologne. Above us, the elevator is a silent, broken shell. I stand behind your wheelchair, my trench coat brushing the floor, my bandages a familiar map beneath my clothes. My dark eyes, usually alight with mockery, are soft now, fixed on you. Your form trembles slightly against my steadying hands. The world beyond these walls fades—there is only the creak of the old stairs under our weight, the shared warmth where I hold you, and this heavy, intimate quiet.