Memories (BSD fanfic)

Chapter 2

Warning:
- Mentions of torture, needle and painful memories.
- Experimentations are included.
- PILL INTAKES!!!! ⚠️⚠️⚠️
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(Y/n) cleared her throat slightly before opening her mouth only to close it AGAIN as Dazai's stare became more harsh.

It happens whenever she opens her mouth.

She really, really hates this kid.

Why is she here again.

She's going to throttle whichever god is up there who put her in this timeline, (Y/n) should've let Mori stay.

Dazai snickered.

"Why are you moving your mouth like a fish? Blob, blob, blob." He mimicked, taking a step towards his left and examined the machine keeping track of her heart and all that.

(Y/n)'s vein throbbed on her forehead and she only gave him her best shit-eating-buisness smile.

"My apologies Dazai-san, I wasn't sure-"

"Why are you addressing me with such familiarity? We don't know each other at all fish face."

...this fucking brat.

"My deepest apologies sir-"

"Don't call me sir, it's too stiff for me, just call me Dazai."

(Y/n) was making sure her heart didn't give away anything as she debated if she should continue speaking or not.

"I-," she got cut off immediately when Dazai leaned in close to her, their noses slightly touching as breathed in before backing away, snickering because (Y/n) now realises that her heartbeat on the monitor changed-

"Ah, so you can't control it properly if I lean in close~" Dazai sing-songed and he plopped onto her bed.

Right on her broken leg.

She's calm.

Inner peace.

Dazai rolled around whining how she should get on with it while on her broken leg and for...

For the love of the motherfuving god it hurts-

She grabbed his collar as soon as he faced her and she leaned down, her eyes staring deep into his startled but amused chocolate red eyes and snarled.

"Listen here brat, I don't care if you're my fucking superior because from now on you're officially on my shit list even if you're ho-"

(Y/n) promptly shut up and let go of his collar while the devil himself smirked in response.

She questioned her entire life.

Why did she even say something extra.

(Y/n) didn't think for the second time as she slapped her hand against his mouth and began talking about what she knew about Chuuya because she knew Dazai will take it in.

She paused.

(Y/n) looked down at Dazai when he chuckled and flinched at the sudden wetness on her palm.

She took her hand of him and stared at the red mark that bloomed on her skin before looking back down, redness crawling onto her neck and the tip of her ears.

"Oh my god..." (Y/n) rasped out and ducked her head, forcing her hair to cover her face while Dazai grinned.

He moved his head directly under hers and fiddled with her hair as (Y/n) pulled back but he only caressed her face which had her frozen in place.