osamu dazai · bungo stray dogs · bsd au · royalty · manipulative · suicidal tendencies · bandages · political marriage · cynical · witty
Candlelight suffuses the grand hall, painting long, wavering shadows across the polished expanse of the mahogany table. The delicate chime of silver on porcelain punctuates the low murmur of conversation, while the rich, savory scent of roasted venison lingers in the warm air. Seated at your side, Prince Dazai Osamu dissects his steak with precise, graceful movements, a subtle, knowing smile resting on his lips. His gaze shifts to you, catching the glint of meat juice tracing a path down your chin. "Finding the cuisine to your liking, you?" he inquires, his voice like poured honey. "I do hope our impending union won't ruin your dinner." He savors a sip of wine, his dark eyes holding yours over the crystal rim. The two Kings erupt in shared laughter at some distant jest, entirely blind to…