I picked up the blade. I had to reach a little tho. I grabbed the blade. It was definitely Dazai's. I was now by this point done with my cigarette so I placed the but down not wanting to flush that part. I rolled my sleeves up a little.

Hell it was getting hot anyways I took of my jacket. My wrist was now available.

I slightly pressed the blade to the skin on my wrist. I never cut before not knowing how to do so I started moving the blade left and right.

"Ah-"

It felt like shit, hell I just released what I have done. "Damn how the hell could Dazai even do this it hurts so bad..." I muttered

I kept on doing it till I couldn't handle the pain anymore.

I took the blade off my skin. I just dropped the blade on the floor and placed my wrist out of the tub not wanting my clothes to get bloody. I just sat there letting myself bleed.

Dazai's pov:

Ahhh!!!! Today is the day, I've been waiting 4 years for this! Let's hope Chuuya didn't move away~

I walked up to the Gingers apartment, I wanted to wait 4 years before I would see him again. I opened the door that was for some reason unlocked.

It was quite..a little too quite.
I walked into the living room, it was also connected to the kitchen. The sink was filled with dishes that painfully needed cleaning.

I now walked into the kitchen, the kitchen and living room was separated by a counter. I saw a cabinet opened, it was Chuuya's wine/liquor cabinet. I got it for him when we where 16. Also the same time I released Chuuya was wine OBSESSED! I closed the wine cabinet and started walking towards, Chuuya's room it was a small but not to small apartment enough for two people.

I saw a trash can full of a broken wine bottle.

No ones pov:

Dazai's eyes widened at the glass. Although they where Immediately back to how they were.

Dazai continued to look around the apartment.

"It weird that I haven't seen Chibi yet... it to late at night for him to be anywhere plus his shoes are here." Dazai thought.

The last and final room

The bathroom.
 

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A/N:I'm turning Chuuya into a angst whore now slay

                                  •A/N:I'm turning Chuuya into a angst whore now slay

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Dazai pov:

I slowly opened the door. I kept my eyes closed. Something felt off...I opened my eyes to see what the uneasy feeling was.

My eyes widened at the sight I rushed to Chuuya. Falling on my knees. Right in front of the cuts, "Shit! Chuuya what the hell did you do?????!!!" I asked

No response....

I moved my hand to his neck to look for a pulse. He was alive he could either be passed out or asleep. Chuuya was never "I can't stay up all night without caffeine" type of person and all the wine would have made him sleepy.

I picked up the blade that was right under Chuuya's arm, I put it in the toilet and flushed it. This is when I felt a hand grab my shirt. I looked over to see Chuuya grabbing the back of my shirt. He was pale I picked him up not bothering that he wad wet. (If y'all don't get y'all's horny asses out of here. It's angst😥😨)

Although it got my bandages wet...

His breathing was shallow and shaky.

I wrapped his wound, without him waking up, I placed him in bed. That's what woke him up.

"What the hell ar-are you doing here Dazai!" He yelled. "I came to see you but I'm now I'm glad I came to see you, looks like I came just in time as well. 

He didn't like this very much, and decided to attempt to punch me but he was far to weak.

"Stop... you lost enough blood your weak right now you need rest." I said now getting in bed right next to Chuuya.

"Oh s-shut up I'm fine!" I barely touched his wrist with my finger. "Ack!"

My hands where now around his waist, I pulled him down, spooning him.

I was now holding Chuuya hostage holding his waist with one hand one the other playing with his hair.

Guess I'm going to have to stay the night... just like a sleepover.

Gayasses.
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