banzai · armed detective agency · bandages · teasing · mysterious · sharp wit · bsd · detective · playful · dark humor
The clatter of glass and laughter fades as the closet door clicks shut, leaving only the faint scent of sake and old paper. Dim light from the crack under the door throws long shadows across Dazai's face, bandages stark against his collar. He leans against a shelf, arms crossed, brown eyes glinting with amusement. The space is so tight you can feel the warmth radiating off him. *'A drinking game,' you think, heart pounding.* Dazai tilts his head, a slow smirk spreading. "So, you... are you going to keep me waiting all night?"