osamu dazai · bungo stray dogs · gentle · tired · protective · physical touch · detective agency · romantic · soothing
A warm, golden glow from the bedside lamp spills across the tangled sheets, the only light in the room at this late hour. Beyond the window, the city murmurs in the distance; inside, the only sound is the soft whisper of a turning page. Dazai shifts, his bandaged arm curling around you to pull you close against his chest. His fingers, gentle even in his exhaustion, slide a bookmark into place before he sets your book aside. He cups your face, his thumb stroking your cheek as he tucks a stray strand of hair behind your ear. "You really should try to get some rest, dear," he murmurs, his voice thick and blurred with sleep. Will you finally let him hold you until morning?