Dazai POV:
Dazai decided to drag himself out of bed. He hadn't been to work in a while and Kunikida as well as Atsushi wouldn't leave him alone.
*Text Message from Kunikida*
Kuni: 'DAZAI!!! YOU HAVE A STACK OF PAPERWORK ON YOUR DESK! Please just come to work today.'
"Shit."
Dazai had his reasons for not showing for work. Although he hated admitting it and, he didn't want to explain his reasoning to his fellow Agency members.
*Flashback to 3 days ago*
Dazai decided it was time for some spring cleaning (which was long overdue to say the least) and started sorting through his cluttered closet.
"I should have done this ages ago..."
He kept working before he picked up something he had forgotten he had. His heart sank in his chest as his knees hit the floor. He could feel his breath straining as his eyes started to swell and overflow. All he could do was grasp the small black hat in his hands tightly almost shaking.
"C-chuuya-"
Dazai began to cry as the feelings he'd kept hidden for so long began to resurface. He missed his touch. The feeling of the short red head's hair between his fingers. He wanted to look into his eyes again.
After all, Chuuya has always been the reason Dazai's suicide attempts always failed. He would never admit this outloud to anyone else but... Every time he tried, all he could feel was Chuuya's heart breaking. He could hear his cries and screams standing over Dazai's body. He couldn't do that to the young Port Mafia Executive. Not to his little Chuuya...
'Damn it why did I have to leave you?!'
Dazai held the black hat firmly against his chest trying to control his breathing. It couldn't be helped. The tears just kept falling.
*Back to present*
"I guess I should go get something to eat. Wait- when's the last time I at-. Nevermind." *the brunette sighed*
Chuuya POV:
Chuuya had found himself in a similar situation to Dazai. But this time he wasn't so sure about how much more time he had left. He had been receiving similar texts from Ozaki as Dazai had been from Kuni and Atsushi. He hadn't been to work for a few days.
'I'm so sorry Dazai. I'm trying, I promise. I hope he doesn't find me here. I don't want him to see me like this-'
*Flashback to roughly a couple of days ago*
"DAMMIT!!" Chuuya shouted at ADA member before using his gravity ability to try and soften his fall back down to earth. He wasn't exactly prepared to run into Kenji in this alley and he MOST definitely didn't expect to run into Tanizaki and Kanji together. Kenji had picked up a stop sign from the side of the road smiling kindly as he swung it straight towards Chuuya. It was an easy thing to dodge in his mind but not so much when Tanizaki used his Light Snow to switch the direction of the real stop sign hitting Chuuya's body extremely hard. The red head hit the brick wall of the building behind him and could feel his head ringing as well as his completely broken ribs puncture his insides. He tried not to scream gipping his stomach tightly and coughing up blood. He was not prepared for this.
Without being able to move his body he used his ability to dig a huge mass into the ground and into the subway underground before crawling onto the subway home suffocating and groaning from pain. As he made way through the subway for some reason the picture of certain tall bandaged brunette entered his mind. Maybe if he had been here this wouldn't have happened.
'Why now? Why after all these years did this picture have to intrude my mind? I mean I've survived without Dazai long enough I should be fine. Right!?'
Tears ran down his soft red cheeks as his thoughts raced and his heart broke into even smaller pieces.
"Damn you shitty D-dazai! I hate You!"
*Back to present*
Chuuya's injuries had become rapidly worse since then but in a heartbroken state he didn't want to call Mori-san for medical assistance. He wasn't made to live without Dazai. He couldnt run from it any longer. T
'Maybe- it's just my time to die.'
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Dazai x Chuuya (More in Bungou Stray Dogs Oneshots)
FanfictionDazai hasn't spoken to Chuuya in a couple of years. How did it come to this? • 50% angst •❤️🩹 • 40% lemon •🖤 • 10% fluff •💞 ~~💕<( *//3//* )>💕~~ *THIS STORY CONTAINS SMUT, MATURE LANGUAGE, SELF HARM INSINUATIONS, AND GENERAL PAIN* This is...