"Fyodor." The russian man turned around to see Dazai stood in the doorway of his house.
"Dazai, what are you doing here?" He asked nonchalantly.
"I came to see you!"
"That's a lie"
Dazai hummed to show Fyodor was right.
"If I remember correctly the last time I was here was with Nikolai too? No?" The brunette smirked, recalling that night woth the two DOA members. Fyodor's face twisted into one of discontent.
"Do not remind me of that night Dazai."
Dazai took a step forward, forcing Fyodor to move backwards. This continued until Fyodor was pressed against his own wall, he glared at Dazai while the japanese man just smirked. "What? You want to tell me you didn't enjoy it?"
Fyodor blushed "I did not." He lied.
"Oh come on~ don't be such a downer Fyodor, have some fun!" The brunette grinned. Now it was Fyodors turn to smirk, he had the perfect plan to catch Dazai off guard, he would take up Dazai's offer.
Fyodor grabbed Dazai by the arm and spun the two of them so it was now Dazai pressed against the wall. He leaned down and pressed his lips against the suicide maniacs. As he tilted his head to lean into the kiss his ushanka slipped off and settled on the floor. Dazai's hand reached up into Fyodor's hair and Fyodor leaned into the touch before regaining control and pulling away.
Dazai had already dropped his coat a long time ago so Fyodor's hands went straight to his shirt, pulling it up and over Dazai's head, leaving him with only his bandages to cover his arms and chest. Something tiny crawled over Fyodor's bare foot but he thought nothing of it and continued.
His hands ran up Dazai's side and he leant down to suck at his neck, causing Dazai to let out soft breathy moans. As Fyodor became more agressive Dazai's moans turned to screams, Fyodor thought it was because he was just so good but when he pulled away he noticed Dazai covered head to toe in little insects. He placed a hand in his hair and noticed for the first time a lack of itchiness.
"Oh my darlings you can't eat another one!" He exclaimed while Dazai stared with horrified pleading eyes, "Another one?! Is this what happened to Nikolai?" He yelled. Fyodor nodded solemnly ignoring the rest of Dazai's pleas and demands for help. Fyodor knew from experience there was nothing he could do but simply watch as the skin and flesh was slowly nibbled away.
After some time the lice returned to their rightful place on Fyodors head and Dazai's bones clattered in a pile. Fyodor picked up his ushanka and placed it back on his head, placing a hand on Dazai's skull simultaneously. "I always thought you would be the one to kill me, but I was proven wrong, well done."
This was written at 3am w no prroof reading.
