{[Kunichuuzai]} ℛ𝒾𝓅𝓅𝓁𝑒𝓈 ℱ𝓇𝑜𝓂 𝓉𝒽𝑒 ℱ𝒶𝓃𝓉𝒶𝓈𝓎'𝓈 ℱ𝒾𝓃𝒶𝓁𝑒

Chuuya's Dream

Chuuya was a 15 year old boy who had recently joined the Port Mafia. Today, he and his friend, Dazai Osamu, had gone to a park, it was late at night and the stars were shining beautifully as the moonlight illuminated their eyes and their other features. They sat next to each other on a small pier made of wood and watched the stars shine ever so brightly, it was peaceful.

"I wonder... How would you prefer to die? Would you rather go out like a black hole and theoretically fade into nothingness, or would you prefer to leave like a supernova?" Dazai asks
Chuuya stares at him dumbfounded for a moment, before replying with, "...Who the hell asks a question like that?!"
"Aww, come on. Just answer the question, would you want to leave with a bang or have a more interesting life beforehand?"
Chuuya thinks about that question, "... I'd rather not think about how I might die at all. Who even likes thinking about this kind of stuff?!"
"I see... So you would prefer to live in the present... How basic of you, you could've just given an actual answer to my question you know. Are you really that boring?" Dazai says mockingly
"WHA- I AM NOT BORING!!!" Chuuya shouts at Dazai. They spend a few more minutes bickering before settling down...

"...It's a nice night, isn't it. And it's just the two of us, we can do anything we want~!" Dazai exclaims happily, their eyes meet for a fee moments. "So what would you like to do~?" Dazai's voice us gently and a little bit quiet, it was definitely a bit deeper sounding than usual. It was so alluring and so were his eyes. Somehow it resembled sweet honey, strong and kind, yet it shined so beautifully and so brightly in the sunlight, but only the moon shines now...
Chuuya cups his face. "Your voice reminds me of honey, and your eyes are like caramel" He says gently. Dazai leans in and kisses him, Chuuya closes his eyes and enjoys the kiss, but it feels so ...fake?

•••

Chuuya opens his eyes and sees the familiar ceiling of his residence... he remebers, he's no longer 15. A wonderful dream, with a bittersweet ending. He wished he never closed his eyes, if he could just keep imagining what could have been he would be so happy... but he cannot...

He gets out of bed and walks to the kitchen. He looks at the time, it's 4:29am, a long while away from work, but he'd rather spend time doing anything else to avoid having another dream that is ever so lovely only for it to end. He grabs some water and chugs it down as quickly as he can, leaving him lightheaded. The room was dead silent, with the only noise being deafening and causing an annoying ringing in the ears, it was the sound of the air conditioner running. It was cold and dark, it was lonely and sorrow filled, it gave him chills. He wondered how in his dream he was warmer even though he didn't sleep with a blanket on, perhaps it was the kiss... that dreaded kiss, the one that he had made up in his head to ease his mind. The one that reminded him of his love for someone he wanted to hate so badly, but couldn't. He felt like crying... but he didn't...

To distract him, we grabbed a snack from the fridge. There wasn't much in there, he wasn't even poor, he had just been so busy that he forgot. He grabbed a donut he had got from his colleagues the other day. He grabbed a blanket and wrapped it around himself on the couch, we turned on the tv and ate the donut while he watched. He eventually fell asleep, it was a peaceful and dreamless sleep. He felt warm

(Author's Note: It's four am right now and thats why this is so dramatic. I added a donut fic reference so you could suffer. There's probably gonna be more parts coming soon but i'm gonna go to sleep because i'm tired af. I'll like pump them out tomorrow and if I don't thats because I was busy, but I probably will be able to get a few more chapters of the actually story out by Saturday)