(A/N): Since I've done Dazai angst, why not Kunikida angst now??
It was the end of a rather nice day, Dazai was heading home but Kunikida had to stay to work.
-Hey Kunikida-kun, you're not overworking again, are you?
-Oh, me? No it'll probably be done in 30 minutes, maybe less.
-..Okay then.
When Dazai left the room, Kunikida discoverd with horror the pile of work that he didn't notice all day.
His eyes widenend.
"I gotta make this done." He thought.
Kunikida started working, he was alone at the agency, when he looked at the clock and gasped
The blonde man had been working for 3 hours now.
The man's vision began to be blury, he looked around and suddenly seemed to see someone.
A dark shadow was on the corner of the room staring at the poet.
-Who are you?
The dark shadow grinned and as fast as the wind grabbed his notebook and started tearing pages down.
-HUH?! HEY, WAIT, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! STOP!
Kunikida rushed to the shadow and his eyes widenend when he slowly discoverd who it was.
A blonde kid with glasses.
-Y-You're-
The little Doppo then spoke up.
-Why can't we have a break?
-Huh ?
-Why all this, for an ideal that is impossible to reach?
-It is possible just wait-
-I'M TIRED OF WAITING! I WANT TO LIVE MY LIFE!
The child started to tear up.
-......I want my mom back.....
-I know.
Little Doppo was hiding his sobs in his hands, they were on the corner of the room and Kunikida was watching the kid cry while patting his back.
The blonde kid suddenly stood up and wiped his tears.
-...Well, like we said... "My Ideal shall have no tears"
-..."Exept of joy".
They both smiled.
-Say older me...
-Yeah, what's up?
-We saved people, right?
-Yes we did.
-So.. We're heroes..?
Kunikida shrugged.
-I guess we are.
-But..We saved everyone, right?
-No...No we didn't.
-Oh.
-I'm sorry.
-Don't apologize, it's not our fault after all.
-Yeah but I could've--
His words were cut short by a voice.
-KUNIKIDA-KUN!
Kunikida didn't recognize the voice, when he turned around to see the kid, he wasn't there.
Suddenly the world became dark and the poet gave in and entered a long slumber.
When he woke up he was on the couch wrapped around a familiar long coat.
He looked around, it wasn't really morning, but not night neither.
He looked down and saw his brown-haired colleauge sitting on the floor, fast asleep.
Kunikida then thought of something.
"My notebook!"
He looked around to realize that it was on his chest and that he held onto him.
"How odd..."
He heard a little noise, he figured that Dazai was waking up, and was right.
The bandaged man began to stir and turned around.
-Oh...Kunikida-kun, you're awake.
-Yeah, thanks for taking care of me.
-Don't answer me, I'm mad at you.
-Huh? Why?
Dazai looked at Kunikida as if he was dumb.
-Kunikida you said, and I quote, "No it'll probably be done in 30 minutes, maybe less".
-I know... I'm sorry..
-It's been 5 hours.
-That much?!
-Yeah.
-Last time I checked it was 3 hours.
-We'll, plus your sleeping time it's 5.
Silence.
-Dazai?
-Yeah?
-How did you find me? Like, as in, how did you discover me?
-I found you on the corner of the room while holding on to your notebook.
-Oh.
-Are you okay?
-I don't know... For some reasons I started to hallucinate.
Kunikida chuckled.
-I think I might be going crazy or something..
-I think you're just tired.
-Good point.
Kunikida layed down and did a sign to Dazai to join him.
Dazai didn't have to ve told twice and snuggled and wrapped his arms around the poet.
....
-Kunikida-kun ?
-Hm?
-Do you think we'll get teased when they find us like this?
-Oh, a ton.
They both giggled and got some sleep in each other's arm.
(A/N) This made more sense in my head, help-
