ITS DAZAIS BIRTHDAY SO THATS COOL ⁉ new angst chapter coming soon. it was supposed to come as todays chapter but i realized it was his birthday and had to do this first.
soukoku because we live for that here. also ranpoe because they literally are my life
full length chapter or short? idk but its here👍 this was originally supposed to be fluff but my angst craving said no
far from canon, he'd probably rub it in everyones face that it's his birthday
TW
panic attack
blood
sh mention
bad parenting (its mori, ofc its bad)
m*ri (we hate him 🎊)
3rd person POV:
Dazai's alarm blared in his ears, signaling the start of another long day. He decided to actually get to work on time today, so he turned off the alarn and sat up. He walked to the bathroom and took a quick shower. As he exited he brushed his teeth and got dressed. He walked into his kitchen and brewed himself a cup of coffee.
As it brewed, he went to the calendar and crossed off the previous day. June 18th was long gonr and now it was the 19th. For some odd reason, he felt as if some time long in the past, that day had been brought up as special. He also remembered a phrase people at the agency had been telling him this day, every year. He shrugged it off as a thing humans do on this day in which he did not feel interested in taking part in.
His coffee finished and he poured it into a mug, drinking it quickly on his couch. As he drank, he went on his phone and scrolled through social media. He perked up at the post about someone saying it was their mom's birthday a few days prior. Dazai couldn't put his finger on why the term 'birthday' seemed so familiar. His brows furrowed as he thought long and hard. It was a human tradition, right?
He accepted the fate of never figuring it out, completely forgetting google existed. The coffee in his cup quickly drained and put away his phone. He glanced at the time and realized he'd better get going right about now, so he carelessly tossed his mug in the sink and headed out the door.
......
Everyone at the agency arrived especially early today. All except for Dazai, and they'd like to keep it that way. Usually, Kunikida gets on Dazai's tail for always being late, but today his lazy nature is coming in handy.
Today, June 19th, marks Dazai's birthday, and the agency wants to throw him a surprise party. Since he's usually late, they get to set up more and be done quicker later. Obviously someone will still have to distract him when he does decide to show up, but this gives them more time.
As everyone rushed around; decorating, cooking, and inviting, Atsushi glanced out the window to see none other than Dazai walking walking down the street and towards the building. "Wah!" Atsushi cried. "Dazai's coming!" He alarmed the group. "Fuck! Atsushi, you are gonna be out distraction! Out of all the days to be on time.." Kunikida yelled, grumbling the last part to himself.
"Yes, Kunikida-san! Take care and goouck everyone!" Atsushi called as he sprinted towards the door and out the office. He ran out just in time to almost collide with Dazai. "Oh, hi Atsushi-kun. Look at me, being on time!" Dazai pointed out his accomplishment. "A-ah! That's lovely, Dazai-san! Y'know, there's no work to be done today, so why don't you join me in the park!" Atsushi stuttered an excuse.
"No work?" Dazai asks with a smile. "Sounds like heaven! Let's get going then, shall we?" he calls, grabbing Atsushi's arm and running to park. "H-hey!" Atsushi helplessly hollered and Dazai dragged him along.
......
Chuuya and his friends finally got their deserved day off, (sorry its always his day off in these, he's not one to carelessly skip work, I reckon) although he couldn't enjoy it drinking alone as he planned. Today was the shitty Dazai's birthday, which meant the agency wa splanning a party and invited himself, Higuchi, Tachihara, Gin, and Agutagawa.
He hopelessly sighed, getting the man a very unthoughtful roll of bandages as a present. He couldn't tell why he felt guilty for that, Dazai fucking left him so why should he be entitled to give hin a good gift? His eyes narrowed as he stared at the bandage roll he got for the man.
"God dammit, what else would I get him besides what he's so obsessed with?! Why am I guilty always, it's all he wants anyways." Chuuya grumbles to himself. He sat on his couch, waiting for the time that stupid party was to take place.
......
The whole day was spent having fun between the two agency members. Dazai, completely oblivious as to why Atsushi truthfully took him out today, enjoyed every bit of the day. Every time Dazai was distracted, Atsushi used it to his favor to text the agency and check in on how things were going.
The time rolled around, about 5pm, for the duo to head back in time for the party. Dazai yawned, quite tired from running around for 11 hours. Rain was sure to come and it was almost pitch black out due to the time of the year. "Well then, Dazai-san, let's head back to the agency now!" Atsushi called, walking along side Dazai.
As they made it to the front of the agency, Atsushi rushed inside, leaving Dazai a while back. He didn't bother follow as fast, knowing they were both going to the same place anways. Finally, he arrived at the office door and opened it with a sigh of relief to be somewhere he can relax.
Yeah.. relax was far from here. Everyone in the room called out in unison, "Happy Birthday!", one of which seemed reluctant to do so. Dazai scanned the room as they hollered this, some mafia members and Poe were here. Decorations littered the place as food was set in tables around. Chuuya was the one so grumpy to say the strange phrase
Dazai couldn't help but stare, confused. Everyone stared at him, his reaction a bit startling to the lot. "Happy what?" he mumbled, not aware everyone heard him. Dazai thought hard back to that morning where he saw the name of this phrase, how he recalled people saying it to him and him saying it to others. His face must be twisted in a confused and upset look, because Kunikida pops in.
"Dazai?" he asks. Dazai doesn't answer, just thinks. He finally recalls a time he was told how birthdays were quite useless.
-Flashback-
"Boss, today is the day I was born 15 years agi. Apparently thats called a birthday. Crazy, isn't it?" A now fifteen year old Dazai told the man who raised him.
"Why I guess it is, Dazai. But please, dont become obsessed with those useless birthday parties. In fact, celebrating is terrible enough. Just accept gifts and praise, tell it to people who have theirs on that day, and forge about it." Mori answered with a ugly ass smile.
"Ah, my apologies. It sounds weak anyways, my full gratitude goes to you for telling me fully, boss." Dazai bowed as he exited the office quietly.
Over time though, Dazai was forced to get Elise presents everytime it was her birthday. He also had to plan and prepare a full party for her, taking up all his time that day every year.
-End of Flashback-
Dazai now knew what was happening here. His face finally began to curl into his facade as he smiled untruthfully. "Ah! How thoughtful! Sorry, I was just thinking about how you all set this up so fast, and how you got the slug to come!" Dazai lied with a laugh. Everyone stared at him skeptically, knowing he probably wasn't aware they heard what he had said.
"Dazai.." Atsushi started but was quickly cut off by Kunikida, who gave him a glance which spoke to let this play out. Dazai saw the scene unfold and his eye twitched. He did something qrong and it slipped. People were worrying about him and he hated it. He clenched his fists, his smile tightening to that of a clearly forced one with a hint of anger.
Everyone glanced at how he tensed up and began to sweat. "Dazai-san, what's wrong?" Atsushi asked after getting permission from Kunikida to. Dazai only tensed up more, his nails digging into his hands. Dazai understood what was coming when he felt his breatheming quicken, so he had to act quick.
"Ah! My bad Atsushi! I just remembered something quite disturbing! I cant wait to get back to the party but I need to go settle something with someone!" He said nearly breathlessly as he rushed out the door.
......
The room stirred with concerned and confused voices chattering. Chuuya stayed dead silent amongst the rest, though. He has seen a fair share of Dazai's panic attacks and knew one was coming by how he was acting. He tried to ignore the urge to run after the man and just let him handle it alone. It looked to only be a simple 5 minute attack. He ended up just listening to the conversation between the mafia group.
An hour passes and everyone has just resorted to eating the food set out and just talk amongst themselves as they would've done before. Everyone seems to have stopped thinking so hard about Dazai. That was until Atsushi mentioned him. "It's been an hour... I hope Dazai-san is okay.." he says sadly, getting the whole room to stop talking.
Chuuya freezes. His eyes must grow slightly wider because Tachihara asks him, "Hey, you okay man?" Chuuya immediately whips out his phone and dials Dazais number, the lack of response only sending Chuuya into more dispair. Everyone watches him, concerned.
"I'm such a fucking dumbass! God dammit!" Chuuya shouts, causing everyone to jump. "What's wrong, Nakahara-san?" Higuchi asks nervously. "He's not okay." Chuuya plainly says before rushing out the door. Everyone sits confused before Yosano asks, "Is he talking about Dazai..?"
......
Chuuya dashes down the hall and starts listening in to every door. He doesn't know where the hell Dazai went and he knows it is not gonna be pretty when he finds him. He then does a double check on all the rooms, knockinf and walking inside to see if maybe Dazai is in the room. Nothing.
He runs outside, worry eating him alive. He just simply shouts into the dark, rainy night. "DAZAI?!" he calls helplessly. The group inside the agency hears the call and rushes to the window. They watch as a nervous and distressed Chuuya runs out of their sight.
They all tense up and sigh sharply, scared for their friend. Although Poe, not close with Dazai, uuncomfortably sat at a couch and pet Karl (OH HOW I LOVE POE AND KARL DEARLY 💖💖💞❤💖💕💞❤💖❤💖💗💕❤💖💖💗💗)
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Chuuya rushed to Dazai's apartment, the only logical place he'd be. He didn't bother knocking as he ran inside the unlocked door. The place immediately stood out as eerie. It was dark, cold, and dead silent. He called out, "D-dazai?" chuuya mentally cursed himself for stuttering, but the whole place was so.. creepy.
No answer. He, still, searched the house and was met with no Dazai. Finally, the last room he didn't check was the bathroom. He opened the door and his blood ran cold at the sight.
Dazai was on the floor, thankfully still conscious. But tears streamed down his face and his breaths came our in short spurts. He clawed at his bandages and opened up cuts that littered his arms.
Chuuya mentally cursed and sat next to him, immediately embracing him. "Hey.. I'm sorry for not coming earlier." Chuuya said in a soft voice. He spent about 1 hour pulling Dazai back into reality. Dazai was now just crying into Chuuyas shoulder as they sat against a wall.
"Hey, uh, the party is still there at the agency. Want me to tell them to just pack it up and forget it while we stay here?" Chuuya asked hesitantly. Dazai sighed, "No.. that'd be selfish. Let's do this after the party, okay?" Dazai smiled.
Chuuya scoffed lightly, "Sure, bandage waste. I'll be waiting outside, meet me there and we'll go together then." he said, exiting. Dazai splashed water on his face and put fresh bandages on. Even though he was done, he couldn't help but stare at himself in the mirror and mentally scream at himself for letting his facade crack so easily.
He hated the sight of himself but couldn't look away. It was taunting him. The trance was broken when Chuuya called out to him from his living room. "Hey, you done yet?" Dazai whipped his head away from the mirror and called in response. "Of course, chibi!"
They head out and start walking to the agency, none of them daring to talk about what happened. The awkward silence ate at them but they were soon rescued at the sight of the agency ahead of them. As they walked in, Dazai could feel his stomach churning at the thought of everyone asking him is he was okay.
They walked in the office and, as expected, everyone perked up and began all fussing and asking if Dazai was okay, except for our king Poe. Dazai dug his nails into his palm nervously, which Chuuya picked up on. Chuuya grabbed his hand and intertwined their fingers. "Ah! You all flatter me with your worry! But, as I said, I had to deal with a tricky old friend of mine. Chuuya just came out of his pure lobe and worry for me!" Dazai teased.
"Hey! Not true!" Chuuya shouted, his face flushing with embarrassment. The crowd settled but were hesitant to start the party after the reaction Dazai gave. "Well then, let's continue, shall we?" Dazai said with his usual facade smile.
. . . .
The party was truthfully very fun. They played games, talked, and ate the food set out for them. As expected, Yosano and many others got drunk. Dazai and Chuuya sat on the couch, continuing to rest on each other as they were before. Poe sat uncomfortably in a chair, Karl on top of his head. "Well, it seems everyone is enjoyinf themselves, huh Karl?" he asked in a low voice.
Karl chattered in response while he jumped off Poe's head and fell into his lap. Ranpo came trotting over to the writer, grabbing him by the hand. "Hey Poe! Come on, enjoy yourself!" he started to drag Poe away with the rest of the group. "H-hey!" Poe stuttered, his cheeks lightly flushing. Karl, annoyed, jumped back onto Poe's head as they were put into a crowd.
Poe nervously twitched his fingers as everyone around him talked, Ranpo swinging his arms around the taller and smiling. Poe sighed shakily as he lifted his book he was holding to his face, covering what wasn't already covered.
Chuuya and Dazai rested their eyes, holding each other. "Happy Birthday, idiot" Chuuya mumbled. Dazai's peaceful face lightly curled into a small closed smile. "Thanks, chibi"
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kinda hate this a lot. whatever, happy birthday to dazai i guess ⁉️ idk if you could tell, but i love poe and karl sm 💗❤💗💞💖❤💗💕💕💕 but yeah let me know if you liked it and ty for reading. NOT PROOFREAD [2654 words]
Written by Misty. Finished 6/19/22. Characters are not owned by me, but by the Bungo Stray Dogs creators/company. I own only the written scenario in which the characters were written in.