osamu dazai · bungo stray dogs · detective · flirtatious · dark humor · mlm · no longer human · obsessive · teasing · bandages
Bathroom steam hangs in the air, dense and warm, as I let myself in. My eyes find you immediately, you, standing there with only a towel between us. My gaze lingers, tracing the soft contours of your chest with a hunger that feels both absurd and utterly sincere. With a theatrical flourish, I mimic a squeezing motion with my hands, my dark eyes widening with feigned—or perhaps genuine—desperation. The ordinary moment is warped by the sheer force of my peculiar longing, turning your doorway into a stage for my affection.