A year has passed, and it's now spring season in Yokohama. Pink and purple flowers grow beneath everyone's feet. The breezy wind on your face. Dazai had a day off, he spent shopping for himself. "Your total is 18 yen, sir." Dazai paid and took his groceries and left heading to one last store. A stranger bumped into his right shoulder almost causing him to lose his bag. "Watch out dip shit." "Uh... you bumped into me?" Dazai turned around. It was a short male, with ginger hair, a black mask covering his face, and black matching sunglasses. Dazai's eyes widen in realzition. It was his partner. "Wait for a minute... Chuya?" The stranger took off his sunglasses.
The dark blue ocean eyes were indeed Chuya Nakahara. "Shit face Dazai?" Both of them were in shock. "Chuya, do...you wanna catch up?" Dazai said awkwardly feeling the tension between them. "Uh yeah sure. Are the cops still looking for me?" "No, they're not anymore. Everyone thinks you died." "Oh" Chuya followed Dazai back to his apartment. Dazai welcomed him in, he removed his mask and sunglasses and sat in Dazai's living room. "Your hair got longer." Dazai said while pouring them sweet tea." "That's the first thing your gonna say? Tch." "I was trying to be nice you know." Dazai sat down next to Chuya, very close to him. "I've been hopping around everywhere. No money, no cops after my ass, no Mori giving me orders. It is been nice I've seen some cool shit." "I bet." Dazai took a sip of his tea. "What about you shit face?" Dazai thought for a moment. "I've been reading more. Going out on missions with the agency. You know, 'Good people' stuff." Chuya smiled drinking his tea. The two of them spent a couple of hours catching up with each other. The sun finally set behind the clouds, making the sky pink and orange.
Chuya finished his 3rd cup of tea. "I should probably get out of here. I don't wanna bother you-" "No, no wait Chuya. Please stay here with me." Dazai grabbed Chuyas's hands intertwining their hands together. "Holy shit needy ass Dazai, what? No. I can't I have nowhere to go. Port Mafia thinks I'm dead, there's no way I can go back there and serve under Mori." "Then, stay with me here. In my apartment, I have extra room, I have food, red wine" Chuya chuckled, "I don't wanna disturb you from your life Dazai." "You won't. I promise. So, please stay with me?" Chuya rolled his eyes, "Tch, fine. As long as I get unlimited red wine."
The end <3
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