Aftercare is important kids!!!
Collective POV:
Dazai almost fell completely on top of Chuuya out of exhaustion but moved himself before he could crush the twitching figure under him.
They both panted for a few minutes before Dazai looked into Chuuya's glossy eyes.
"I love you Chuuya~ I'm not going to leave you. Ever again."
Chuuya could feel his heart racing.
"I love you too Dazai~ Thank you for not letting me die. And- *he paused* thank you for not trying to follow me..." He said in a quieter voice.
Dazai cupped Chuuya's face in his hands and started to cry. They both knew full well that Dazai was close to doing the very thing when he held Chuuya's almost lifeless body against him. For the first time in a long time, Dazai was happy to be alive. Chuuya saw the look in his eyes and gave a reassuring smile.
Dazai picked Chuuya up delicately bridal style up off the bed.
"D-dazai where are you taking me?" Chuuya knew full well he had no choice in where his body was being taken. He could not walk on his own or stand for that matter.
"Chuuya! You know if I don't clean you out you'll get sick!" Dazai exclaimed staring at Chuuya with the same extremely concerned, caring, eyes that he had earlier. It made the red head blush that he always cared so much for him. He also blushed from embarrassment but that was nothing new for Chuuya.
"Right-" Chuuya smirked lightly trying not to be so embarrassed about his physical state.
Dazai could tell he was bashful and playfully brushed his nose against Chuuya's before kissing him on the forehead and smiling. Then he slowly and gently placed the male into the bath, following in front of him right after, now unbandaged.
Chuuya had seen Dazai's scars before but it had been a long time since then. Chuuya hated seeing them. It reminded him of the pain Osamu had endured. The pain that Chuuya couldn't save him from. It made him incredibly angry with himself. 'Dazai should never feel such pain, I will never let it happen again.' He traced his fingers over the old scars making Dazai shudder anxiously. Right afterwards he notice significant bleeding scratch marks along Dazai's back. It took him by surprise and he gasped at the sight before quickly covering his hand over his mouth trying to hide from Dazai that he was crying.
Dazai tuned around quickly to the sound of Chuuya's whimpering.
"What happened Chu~?" Dazai asked holding his hand.
"Is it- my-" Dazai couldn't finish his sentence before he started crying and wrapped his arms around himself roughly trying to cover his scars.
"No! Of course not Dazai!" Chuuya grabbed Dazai's arms and positioned them around his own body letting him rest on top of him.
"It's just- What are these?" Chuuya traced his fingers again lightly against the bleeding scratches genuinely concerned for Dazai's health.
Dazai tried to hold it in but he couldn't help but start laughing hysterically before blushing. "Um- Chuuya~ hehe. I am not the one who made those~" the brunette stared seductively at Chuuya before the red head sank down into the water, his face a pungent crimson shade as he realized the markings he had made on Dazai. He did not remember making them and he was definitely surprised.
He rose above the water slowly before asking "Does um- that- happen every time?"
Dazai pulled the smaller male closer smilling before saying "Every~ single~ time~" kissing his neck in between each word.
They both eventually left the bath and got into bed. Dazai wrapped his once again bandaged arms around Chuuya's body and let his head sink into the crook of his neck, giving him a soft kiss. Chuuya held Dazai's hands tightly giving them a kiss before placing them gently against his chest. Them could feel each other smiling.
"So when am I moving innn Chuu-yaaa~??" Dazai said almost singing the last part.
"DAZAI!!!" Chuuya shouted knowing well that it wasn't that far away.
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Dazai x Chuuya (More in Bungou Stray Dogs Oneshots)
FanfictieDazai 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...