What you're name ?

Chapter 30 Hindsight

Made by @cataclysmiceve1 on Twitter!
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Content Warnings: Violence
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Chuuya doesn't go to school in the morning—he's a little too strung out from the medication, and honestly? He'd rather stay in bed and watch crappy movies all day with Dazai and Baki. So, he does. He still has moments where he remembers the day before, when he feels sick all over again.

But spending an afternoon laying against Dazai's chest, bantering back and forth about whether or not Red October is actually good in between lazy rounds of kissing— i t makes it a little easier.

It's late though, when the two of them realize they've sustained themselves for an entire day off of nothing but cereal and potato chips. Which Chuuya could live with, but—Dazai insists.

"But it's too late for delivery, and Mori doesn't do the grocery shopping until tomorrow." Chuuya protests, reaching for Dazai as he climbs out of bed.

"I'll go out and get it," Dazai shrugs, grabbing his coat, "there's a twenty-four-hour store two stops over."Chuuya frowns, moving to get up, but Dazai stops him with a hand on his chest, "Don't worry about it, okay? I'll be back in less than an hour. I'll get that weird carrot bento you like."

"It's not weird , asshole!"

"I still don't get why you would want to mix any sort of vegetable with a perfectly good lunch, but whatever." Dazai teases him, pressing a kiss against Chuuya's cheek as he stuffs his wallet in his pocket. "Keep an eye on the beast for me, will you?"

Baki yawns, long and loud but it looks almost like the roar of a little lion as he stretches and kneads his paws in the comforter. Chuuya rolls his eyes, "I'll do my best."

Dazai has always liked walking at night. The still, cool air always calms him down, helps him think.Chuuya is going to be okay when he leaves on Sunday. Dazai can tell that much. He's fragile, but he's bouncing back fast.

It also means Dazai isn't going to be able to visit again before the end of the semester.

Spring break plans are up in flames, but he doesn't really care about that right now.

He hasn't exactly pressured Chuuya about it—he doesn't want to make the redhead feel like he had to go to one school or the other.But he hates imagining all the nights when he isn't there.

Their neighborhood has always been quiet, residential. As a result, when it's late like this, the streets empty out pretty fast. As a matter of fact, Dazai doesn't see another soul the entire walk to the train station.There isn't a single other person waiting on the platform either.So, he leans against a pillar and waits, his arms crossed over his chest.

He could always transfer if Chuuya went to Osaka, right? And Sendai is close to Dazai's father's side of the family—and he could put up with the Chibi being angry with him for a little while...And then he realizes—

He is no longer the only one waiting for the train.Standing there, ten feet away, wearing the gaudiest Gucci sweatpants Dazai has ever seen...

Is Ace.

He's listening to his headphones, so he doesn't see Dazai at first.