𝑆𝑜𝑢𝑘𝑜𝑘𝑢 𝑂𝑛𝑒𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑡𝑠

-Mirrors-

(TW: SELF HATE AND BLOOD)

!This is a major vent fic!

Chuuya never looked at the mirror.

He hates looking at himself.

he didn't think that the person in the mirror was him.

it was just some other person who looked like him.

He avoided anything that could show his reflection.

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"Hey I'm gonna go get ready for bed!" Chuuya yelled walking into the bathroom, Dazai just nodded and didn't look up.

Chuuya took and shower and did other things but when it came to brushing his teeth he froze.

he would have to stand in front of the mirror.

He grabbed his toothbrush, put the toothpaste on then started brushing his teeth. He kept his eyes away from looking at the mirror.

don't look

don't look

don't look

don't look

don't look

he took the brush out of his mouth and cleaned it with water and put it away.

he stayed in the same spot for a few minutes and on impulse he looked at the mirror.

the first thing he noticed were the shadows under his eyes. then his tangled messy wet hair, and then how dull his eyes looked.

he looked completely different.

why hadn't Dazai said something about it?

he hates the way he looked.

he needed to get rid of it.

he needed to get rid of his reflection.

if not he'll know how tired he looks.

how messed up he looks.

Without thinking he punched the mirror.

his hand bled.

The mirror was shattered.

there was glass in his hand.

he heard Dazai yelled and then heard the door be pushed open.

he couldn't hear what Dazai was saying.

all he knew was that he was speaking.

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Dazai was just sitting on his and Chuuyas bed reading a random book while he waited for chuuya to get into bed.

Dazai wondered what was taking him so long but his attention shifted when he heard glass break.

"Chuuya?!" Dazai slightly yelled running towards the bathroom, he had to push the door open but when he did he saw chuuya on the floor with shattered glass in his hand and on the floor.

He crouched down and looked at chuuyas face, his eyes looked hazy and unfocused which scared him a little.

He grabbed the first aid kit in the cabinet and started to pick out the glass with tweezers "Chuuya I need you to come back to me." Dazai said softly trying not to panic.

He got all the glass out and grabbed a roll of bandages to start wrapping chuuyas hand, he tried snapping a finger in front of chuuya to bring him back but it didn't work.

He finished wrapping his hand and put everything away and grabbed chuuyas chin to see if there were any other cuts from the glass. Once he saw there were not he kissed chuuyas cheek "Please come back to me baby." Dazai whispered.

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There was something on his hand it felt like a bandage then he felt someone kiss him, well his cheek, then heard the voice whisper something he could hear.

"please come back to me baby."

that was dazai

dazai

dazai

dazai.

He finally got pulled out of his thoughts by that and could finally fully see Dazai hugging him on the ground "Osamu?" Chuuya whispered. That caught Dazai's attention immediately "Welcome back. How about we go to sleep you're tired." Dazai helped chuuya stand up and pulled him into their bedroom.

"Sorry about that dazai. love you"

"No need to apologize I love you too."