Dazai's POVChuuya started being a lot more distant since that day when he talked with Tachihara at the start of the class. I wonder what they talked about.
Seeing him avoid me hurts a lot but I figured he needed some space for some reason. But it's been almost 2 weeks already, I can't wait longer than that for an answer.
I've decided. I'm going to approach him and force some answers out of him. Today's the day.
Chuuya entered the classroom as usual, avoiding my gaze. He sat down and concentrated to the view outside. He was as beautiful as ever, but he seemed a bit down.
After class, he walked out in the hallway and I followed him not far behind. I put my arms around his waist and that action made him blush, 'cute'.
"What do you want, Shitty Dazai." I haven't heard his voice in awhile, I just noticed how much I've been missing it.
"Oh, nothing, I just want to know why you've been avoiding me" I said smiling.
He pushed me away and glared at me "You should know the reason already."
"But I don't Chibi~ if I did know I wouldn't have asked-" He suddenly kicked the wall behind me and stopped my trail of thought.
"Listen here. I don't care what's your deal but don't ever, AND I MEAN EVER, try and play my feelings ever again, or I swear I'll strangle you to death, and you'll suffer until the life in your eyes fades away." He said with a death glare.That tough sent chills down my spine. Wait-
"Playing your feelings? Chuuya, what are you talking about?" I asked in a serious voice that caught the ginger off guard.
"You- do you seriously don't know what I'm talking about?!" "No." I answered with no hesitation. "Ugh," He took his foot off the wall "this is a waste of time..." He started walking away as I stared at him confused.
Me playing his feelings?? Who would even tell him that- oh, I know. That fucking bastard Tachihara. I'll talk to him after school about this and I'll make him tell Chuuya the truth, even if it's the last thing I do.
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A match made in hell | soukoku
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