"Is War Over?" 🤍🤎🖤(Dazai x Y/N)🖤🤍🤎 (Currently on Hold)

Chapter 2

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'This is just the beginning.'

Dazai's words repeated in my head. I was thinking hard as I was laid back down on the bed.

I was unconscious for 4 days, Dr. Yosano wasn't here right now to cure me so Dazai and Ranpo were helping me.

As smart as Ranpo was.. He didn't know what to do at all.

He only ate snacks, refusing to give me any.

Dazai on the other hand, surprisingly knew what he was doing.. I know I shouldn't be surprised, but I am.

And everytime I look at him, my face gets hot, remembering when he placed his lips on mine the first time I took my mask off.

I never hated my scars, I was just scared what other people thought about them..

But I'm not any more.
Dazai still liked me.

Both Ranpo and Yosano thought I looked pretty badass.

Kenji, Atsushi, and Kyouka liked my scars. Especially Fukuzawa, who would always remind me that they aren't bad.

I guess they boost up my confidence a bit..

"You're gunna have to get stitches
Y/N." Dazai said with a sweat. My eyes widened.

"What do you mean I have to get stitches? I'm not a snitch y'know." I said flatly.

"Your right shoulder is also dislocated." Ranpo said as he "looked" at my shoulder with his eyes closed.

So that's why it hurted so much..

Everytime I tried to move my arm, there would be pain. It didn't matter which part I moved. Even with a finger. It would still hurt like a bitch.

It's all because of that damn dragon from our previous job.

I looked at Dazai as he pulled out a mid kit with a string and a small pointy object.

"Hell no." Was all I said. He raised a brow.

"What?" He asked.

"What do you mean 'what?' Have you ever putted stitches on anyone before?!" I asked him. He thought for a bit.

"Well I know how to do it. I've just never done it before..?" He answered with a sweat drop. I stared at him.

"No." I said, he was taken aback.

"But why not my belladonna?" He asked. I rested my face at the word he used.

"Do not- I ain't letting you stitch me up.." I said. Dazai huffed.

"I promise I won't be to rough with it." He said calmly, placing a hand on my shoulder.