Dazai POV :
I was chilling on my bed, happily staring at one of Chuuya's and I picture. We made it when we were fifteen, I still remember the day I left the Port Mafia four years ago, the day after we did the photo. Yesterday, we reunited. I wonder if he even has some feelings for me anymore. He probably doesn't. He must hate me as much as I hate myself. I saw the knife on my table, which usually served the purpose of holding my anti-depressants. I took the blade, and sharply cut int my skin.
This one is for Chuuya, I thought.
This is because I let everyone down.
This one is...
I continued for ten minutes, eventually noticing the blood-stained floor. It flew from my both arms. I decided to wash them. I couldn't take the risk to be seen like this by Chuuya. I cleaned up my messy apartment, before hearing the doorbell. <<Chuuya?>> I thought first. It was actually him. I greeted him, smiled as he grabbed my arm gently. It hurted. I fail to let in a small "ouch" as he looked at me worried.
<<New bandages, pain... I know how to recognize these things. Did you hurt yourself? He asks.
- I got in a fight-
- No.>>
He unwrapped my bandages which revealed the straight lines that were my scars. He teared up and pulled me in for a hug, which made me surprised and sad at the same time. Was h really worried all this time?
He then asked me to sleep with him in the bedroom for the night, which we did, cuddling in each other's arms.
Author's note :
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soukoku oneshots
Fanfictionthis is a oneshot book so if you want to request any story just comment it, also I can do more than one part, it depends which story though. ty for reading ♡
