dazai x chuuya oneshots?

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Cw: sewerslide

Chuuya and dazai had gotten into an argument and chuuya left there shared apartment in a fit of rage. Dazai didn't know what to do. He sat on his bed sobbing into his hands wondering if this fight had been the end of there friendship. It doesn't make it any better that dazai was still processing odasakus death from a week prior. Dazai looked over at his night stand he saw a bottle of painkillers, the letter he got in the mail informing him about odasakus funeral, and a pistol. Not to mention inside the drawer he had 2 packages of razor blades. He just sat and stared through teary eyes at his nightstand. He picked up the letter and pulled out the card inside. He had read the words on the card hundreds of times refusing to believe that he was really gone. Dazai was unable to attend the funeral and that still ate away at him. He wondered if he had betrayed his friend by not being there. There wasn't much on the card just the typical invite to a funeral.

Dazai sighed before mumbling under his breath, "that bastard.. He better come back.." Dazai was praying chuuya would come back but he wasn't counting on it. Chuuya was rich enough he could just buy everything he left in the shared apartment. Dazai looked over at all of chuuyas things before he began sobbing. "Why did he leave? " he thought to himself.

He stood up grabbing a pack of razor blades out of his night stand and went to the bathroom. He didn't bother shutting the door behind him as he figured nobody would come in. He ran the bath and filled it a little bit before getting in. He was still clothed. His movements were shaky as he unwrapped the bandages around his arms and got a razor blade out of the package. He pierced the skin before carving a deep line down his wrist. Blood started to pour out of his wrist almost as if his wrist was a faucet. He did this 3 more times on his left wrist and once on his right wrist. After he had made the cuts he layed his head back and sighed. Tears ran down his face as he sat there waiting to die.

Just as he started to black out chuuya came into the apartment. He noticed dazai wasn't in the bedroom or in the living room. He was never in the kitchen. Chuuyas heart sank. "Shit! Dazai!! Where are you!" Chuuya hollered as he turned into the bathroom. He immediately ran to dazais side and wrapped the nearest thing which was a towel around dazais wrists to slow the bleeding. It kind of worked. "What the fuck are you doing dazai!" Chuuya asked demanding a response and he lifted dazai out of the tub and out the doors of there apartment.

Dazai didn't respond as he was drifting in and out of consciousness.

Chuuya ran to moris office with dazai in his arms which was only 5 minutes away when walking.

"Mori! Dazai tried to kill himself and he's losing a lot of blood!" Chuuya seemed to actually care for a minute.

Mori shrugged, "take him to a hospital I don't know?"

"Your a fucking doctor mori! Save him or some shit." Chuuya barked back at Mori.

"I don't give two shits about your little 'boyfriend' take him to an actual fucking hospital" Mori responded.

Chuuya looked at dazai before leaving moris office and running to the nearest hospital with dazai.

About 2 hours after chuuya and dazai arrived they had gotten dazai stable enough and he was awake. Chuuya went to go see him.

"What the fuck was that?" Chuuya asked dazai.

"I.. I tried to kill myself?" Dazai said as he shrugged. "I thought that was obvious?"

"Why would you do something like that asshole?" Chuuya asked again.

"Because I can. And I was a little to silly." Dazai said. He always tried to bring humor to these grim conversations they had

"Well don't do it again.. You scared me." Chuuya responded

"I don't make promises I can't keep." Dazai had the last word in there conversation.