Dazai POV:
Dazai finally shows up for work. Gazing at the MASSIVE pile of paperwork on his desk.
'Well jeez! Kuni wasn't lying...'
He sat down at his desk solemnly and started sifting through the papers.
"Hey Dazai! I missed you!" Kenji exclaimed being his proud kind self.
"Good Moring Kenji." Dazai responded without nearly the usual enthusiasm he usually embodied.
"OH! I almost forgot to tell you! Tanikida and I ran into the gravity manipulator the other day on the way to the store! It was so fun. He got away but I don't know how much longer he-"
"C-chuuy-a-" Dazai whimpered softly as tears fell from his eyes.
Dazai could feel his heart pacing in his chest as if it was going to burst out into flames and shards. His eyes were wide open in terror as images of Chuuya's small bloodied body flashed aggressively through his mind. His brain went fuzzy and a coating of white rage flared through his composure. He threw chair out from underneath him and started bolting through the door of the agency leaving Kenji mid-sentence.
"Wow. I thought he would be excited..." Kenji said frowning in disappointment and confusion.
Dazai ran harder than he had in a long time, heading straight to Chuuya's apartment.
'I can't lose him! Dammit please! Please don't die. I'm so sorry.'
Dazai couldn't catch his breath nor stop his crying. He finally made it to the red head's apartment door knocking lightly.
"Chuuya?" Dazai tried to call out to him without audibly whimpering. He didn't want the man to think he was this vulnerable. But he couldn't help it.
There was no answer to the door and Dazai looked down to the floor before noticing generous amounts of blood covering the floor and door handle.
"C-CHUUYA-!!!" Dazai screamed crying even harder than before. He grabbed onto the bloody door handle, opening the door loudly. All he could see was blood. Then on the couch in the living room was his little Chuuya. Dying.
Dazai sprang over to him shaking violently before wrapping his long bandaged arms around the smaller man and holding his head in his hands.
"C-huu?" Dazai tried to say with a smile while his bottom lip quivered and water poured from his eyes. He held the red head close to his chest and rocked him while cautiously examining his injuries. This was bad.
"D-dazai-" Chuuya's voice was so weak it made Dazai feel sick and he could feel the pain in his voice.
"Yes my love?" Dazai responded stroking Chuuya's cheek with his hand trying to smile.
"I'm c-cold- D-dazai, h-help me-" Chuuya weakly lifted his hand to grasp Dazai's coat and he clenched it as hard as he could. Starting to cry into the taller male's chest "I-m scared Dazai-" the small body slowly started losing consciousness.
"No, no, no, Chuuya you stay awake a-alright? Y-you s-stay with m-me alright-? Dazai's voice was breaking severely.
Dazai picked Chuuya's entire body up and against his, he was covered in blood now. He held the small figure tightly against his torso but, he still felt so far away from his former lover. Dazai pulled his phone out of his back pocket quickly fumbling it in his trembling hand before calling Yosano.
'You will not die on me Chuuya. I refuse to let you die. If you die I-Ill go with you! I l-love you-'
Chuuya POV:
'Its so cold here but yet I feel so warm. I wonder why? I love you Osamu Dazai. Please god don't let him find my body.'
To Be Continued...
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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...