The Choice is Yours || Bungo Stray Dogs x GN!YN

十五 Who is They I Belong?

＂ごめんなさい聖樹。＂

Dazai Osamu - Third Person

He doesn't turn to look back at Y/n. Saying such a phrase that is not needed in the current moment but he was compelled to do so. "You have nothing to apologise for." Y/n states with an almost solemn tone, allowing Dazai to leave without a goodbye or anything. A thought, a hope, pooling within his dead heart.

'Please... no... I'm sorry...'

A sharp feeling felt through that he believed to be was his heart as he ran back to Y/n, crushing them in his arms. He wasn't crying, he couldn't cry, it was impossible for someone like Dazai Osamu to cry but to feel pain. It was almost alien for him to cling onto Satoki Y/n, his arms wrapped tightly around the torso of the other. He didn't want forgiveness, he didn't deserve forgiveness. It felt like panic but he wasn't panicking.

His breathing caught in his throat, a lump almost feeling like a blood clot sunk inside of him, refusing to let him speak the thoughts he ought to say. Y/n's back pressed against Dazai's chest firmly, the adrenaline pumping inside the duo. Satoki Y/n almost saying to let go but deciding against it.

Dazai's phone rang.. and rang... before stopping for a small second then ringing some more. His coworkers, maybe they're annoyed at him for not turning up when he said he would. They were used to his uneven schedule, half of it being useless as he throws himself into a flowing river in hopes to drown or diving off the edge of a rooftop, wondering if maybe he'll survive once more.

He felt the bandages on his arms loosen, he didnt fear the scars across his body from countless attempts, numerous injuries to be shown to Satoki Y/n as he feels a warm, soft but rough hand reach to the bandages, tightening them as best as they could before feeling the bandages loosen once more. A sigh fell out of them.

"Your bandages-"

"I'll handle it later."

Dazai cuts them off, not wanting to worry about it right now. He feels a light tug from Y/n trying to release themself as they wished to bandage the scars up once more for the other's comfort. But, their attempts were futile and it left with Dazai pulling them away from the park and back to his dorm that the agency had provided.

Sleep, he wanted to sleep. To rest peacefully with someone he wanted to hold and keep away from the rest of this forsaken world.