POV of chuuya X dazai

part four?? 🕺🕺🕺🕺

poisoning air, I passed out, I didn't know the time I woke up, but all I saw was legs, l o n g l e g s, dazai had seemed to deal with it, in a...unexpected way, he had told the people who had come to rescue him that we were in the middle of something called bdsm?? does it stand for something like bad dazai idk, but they left us alone at least???  but dazai, he was still tied up. seems the poisonous gas had effected me and only me, maybe that was intentional, but I felt odd, the bloodlust in me was churning, why couldn't I kill him, I will just give him emmence pain, I stumbled up but ended up tripping over myself and falling flat on dazais lower half- second time this happened...why can't I walk properly? when dazai asked if I was okay in a happy tone followed by a cocky laugh I replied with 'I'm fine' and got up to grab my knife I kept in my coat, he asked through a laugh 'knife play, wowwww chuuya, I didn't know you were into thattttt', knife play? into that? the only thing I'm into is gonna be stabbing your limbs off, but I started throwing my knife to see if I could land it in the middle of his chest, I ended up getting it while his chest dripped with his rich blood, he was now singing, what a fucking weirdo, I was slowly and he was laughing, he seemed to be enjoying it a little too much- cause I'm sure *that* is not supposed to be standing up while you are getting killed, dazai is one strange person, I shuddered in the thought that it was not pleasing to think the person you hate the most is aroused at you trying to kill them