Flowers and petals littered the floor as Chuuya hurled more petals. He coughed and wheezed painfully, panting. He felt as bad as he looked, he assumed. Chuuya used the nearby couch to help him stand and gather all the petals and flowers and put them in the bin. They were almost mocking him. The familiar sound of the door opening made him jump, throwing his knife towards the intruder as he almost fell.
"Did I scare the Chibi?" Dazai sung happily as he easily dodged the knife that was now lodged into the wall. Chuuya groaned. Dazai was the very last person he wanted to see.
"What do you want, Dazai?" He crossed his arms, hoping the dim lighting of the room could disguise his pale face.
"Chibi's sick." He said casually, causing the older to blink several times.
"I'm not sick. And don't call me Chibi."
This caused Dazai to raise an eyebrow, walking towards him. An unstable red glow surrounded Chuuya but Dazai was quick and booped Chuuya's nose. "Not according to my senses~ I was told by a little birdie a little hatrack was gardening."
If Chuuya's face could pale more, it did. "W-what?"
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lies // soukoku
Fanfictionchuuya is suffering from the hanahaki disease and a certain brunet somehow finds out? everything seems to be going wrong. until it doesn't. this takes place once the pm and the ada have the truce {like a permanent one for the foreseeable future}
