3 A.M.

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1 hour of mitski songs, a little bit of self projecting and thus this fic was born.
unfortunately i do not have a nakahara chuuya in my life to comfort me, so i wrote what i would like someone to tell me when i'm feeling like dazai osamu.

they're slightly ooc because in this fic i wanted them to be softer and gentler to each other. dazai is more considerate, and chuuya is less angry, because he loves dazai more than he hates him i guess. it's also 3 in the morning, they're both tired old gays.

also i finished writing this in pitch black darkness at 11pm. if there are typos im gonna kms