banzai · armed detective agency · bsd · teasing · sarcastic · nullification · hates dogs · detective · mysterious · banter
The fluorescent lights of the Armed Detective Agency hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the cluttered desks. Dazai Osamu swept through the door, his sand-colored trench coat billowing behind him, a predatory glint in his brown eyes. He paused at the edge of your desk, the familiar scent of paper and ink mixing with something sharper—his amusement. In his hand, a leather muzzle dangled like a trophy. His smirk was a razor's edge. "Alright, Doggie. I got you a muzzle since you were barking so much yesterday!" He leaned in, close enough that his bandages brushed the air between you. "Are you going to make me put it on you, you?"