Bellflowers || Fyozai

1|| That's When You Will Know That You Healed...

Hello ^-^! 

I hope you all are fine ^-^! 

As if I'm not depressed enough, I'm writing an angsty story... 

I don't expect that many people will read lol, but I will write anyway. 

It had been in drafts for days, because it was hard to write this for me... I cried a lot during writing this... 

I just want to give some warnings. 

1. This story is a boy x boy story. There may or may not be smut at some point. So if you don't like it, please don't read this story. I won't tolerate any hate comments. 

2. This story contains major character death... I'm sorry, but it will be a Fyozai story... As long as Chuuya is alive, I won't ship Dazai with someone else. 

3. I'm not sure if I ship Fyozai or not, but the idea popped in my mind and I just sat down and wrote... I'm aware that their relationship is very toxic since they both are trying to kill each other... 

4. Dazai, Chuuya and Fyodor will be out of character. So, you may not like the way I write them. If you don't, I'm begging you, just stop reading the story! I don't really want to hear any stupid comments because of this. 

5. In this story, Dazai is 30 and Fyodor is 26. In anime Fyodor is most likely older than Dazai (His age was never confirmed). 

Warning! 

This chapter contains major character death and angst! If you don't like it or are easily affected, please don't read the chapter. I won't tolerate any hate comments! 

Anyway, enjoy ^-^! 

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"Dazai... Let go of me..." Fyodor whispered when the other grabbed his wrist just after he let himself down from the railing of his balcony. 

However, the other didn't have any intention to let go of his lover. As a person who lost a loved one before, he didn't want to live the same thing again. He couldn't let this to happen again. "No..." He said through his gritted teeth, ignoring the fact that his arm began hurting. 

Image after image was flashing in his mind. Chuuya... His ginger hair which was blowing in the warm summer wind... His gentle smile... His gentle voice which always calmed him down whenever he was sad or upset... His gentle touch... The day they got married... The happiness on his face and the love in his eyes... The warmth and the tingly feeling he felt on his lips when Chuuya kissed him for the last time... The coldness of Chuuya's deceased body... The small smile which was still resting on his face even if he was dead...

He tried to push these images back just like he did for months. His heart wouldn't take it if he lost someone else he loved. 

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Do you know that feeling? 

The love of your life is laying lifeless in a coffin in front of you and you can't do anything about it. Your world stops and it gets harder to breathe. 

15 years... 

They had been together for 15 years... 

Dazai had met with Chuuya when he was 15. They were completely opposite, but you know the laws of nature. Opposites attract each other. After a few months of friendship they became lovers. June 19 2008, in a Thursday afternoon, Chuuya gave Dazai the most perfect birthday gift he would ever ask for. He kissed Dazai. Dazai felt butterflies in his stomach when Chuuya kissed him. It was their first kiss...