prompt; rescue
fandom; bungou stray dogs
word count; 124
The fleeting taps of his footsteps echoed throughout the vicinity, sweat beading and trickling down his forehead. He wasn't much of a professional athlete without the Beast Beneath the Moonlight, though he pushed his legs harder to make the sprint.
The panicky fear of losing his suicidal friend haunted him-- he had to rescue him.
"Dazai--! Dazai, please--! Where are you?!"
Silence greeted him in return, accompanied by nothing but a constant beat and rhythm of steps.
The metal door swung open, revealing the everlasting soft smile of the detective, lightly picking at the bandages adorning his arms while waving 'hello'-- or was it 'goodbye'?
"Oh, Atsushi. You found me... hahaha. But, really. You shouldn't be rescuing someone who doesn't want to be saved."
