Grief in the Stereo| Dazai X Male Reader

001; Their Heart

🎧 Song of the chapter 🎧
Meteor Shower– Cavetown
'I'd sell my own bones for sapphire stones'
'Because blue is your favorite color'

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Trigger Warning ⚠️; mentions of self harm, suicide and other triggering topics.
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The dimly lit streets of Yokohama always remained a mystery to me.

Third person POV;
As he stood there his h/c hair stood out, he walked along the streets towards an apartment complex, one that you may only find in movies. He walled into the building, making his way up the stairs, as he reached his own apartment, he felt as if he was missing something, he had all his belongings on him, so what was missing?

*ring, ring*

His train of thought had been interrupted by his phone ringing, it was late at night and the clouds covered the stars from sight, maybe they were jealous.

'Hello,' he breathed through the line.
'Heyyy Y/N!!'
'Oh. Hey Dazai, what's up?' Y/N put his bag down as he talked though the phone to the person on the line.
'Nothingg~ I just needed an excuse to call you!–' Dazai always called him at night so Y/N remained unfazed. 'I tried to call you before, but you didn't answer!!~ do you not care enough to answer the first time?~' His voice displayed a playful tone.
'Ah, did you really call me?— I was sooo busy!! You know? I was writing that stupid report Kunikida wants, if he wants it so bad, he can just write it!! Like pull the stick out of your ass and write the report-' Y/N found the idea of bullying Kunikida amusing, as did Dazai.
'Hehe, I'm at your door, undo the lock~ it's cold in this hallway!~' Dazai always had a way to break the news the wrong way.
'No, go away you creep-' Y/N was cut off by his door flinging open.

Your POV;
'No, go away you creep-' my door flung open and there stood Dazai holding out a box of [favorite dessert]. He always knew when you were stressed with work you couldn't concentrate on talking properly, so he had taken the liberty and picked your lock.
'Come on!!~ you know you want some! Don't tell me I have to spoonfeed you?~' Dazai really wanted me to eat it so I had no choice.
'Whats the occasion?' I asked forgetting the date, my calender, the year, the time and everything else.
'None, I just wanted you to have some [favorite dessert]!~' He enjoyed to tease me until I ate, he genuinely cared, something you didn't see often.
'Well, here's some gifts—' I handed him three wrapped gifts, that seemed large but, they were just three volumes to his 'guide to suicide' books, a red bolo tie with a silver rim, some more bandages and two ringpops.
'Huhh!!- why are there so many?~' dazai pauses momentarily then starts again. 'Do you have a crush on me Y/N?~' The thought hit me, so, I took a moment to think then replied simply.
'No, you're just such a good friend!~' the simple reply made dazai shiver slightly.

Dazai starts to eat [favorite dessert] with me, he attempts to spoonfeed me sometimes, but it's always messy. He has no hand to eye coordination in the slightest. It made me smile, smile brighter than I thought I had, brighter than a light bulb. Of course I only felt that way, because genuinely smiling as bright as a light bulb might be a medical issue, and I sure didn't want to see Yosano again.

'Stop fussing Y/N!~' He's attempting to spoon his third spoonful into my mouth, but my face was just getting messier every time he tried.
'No- you have terrible coordination, I think I hit you too hard the other day—' it was obviously a joke and it honestly made me giggle slightly.
'Why'd you even hit me the other day!~'
'Because you were being annoying-'
'Aren't I always?-' dazai edges his spoon towards my lips, he smiles and pushes it closer, the response he gets from me is a pout and a soft chuckle. As the spoon touches my lips I smile in delight and open my mouth.
'Finally, you have some coordination dazai-'
'Yeah, yeah. Also, Y/N, just call me Osamu, that is my first name after all,' He smiled warmly at me, I felt my heart skip a beat, it was a geniune smile. In all the time I knew Osamu Dazai, never once, did he smile genuinely.
'Okey dokey, Osamu,' at the mention of his name I smirked and grabbed the spoon he was feeding me with and put some [favorite dessert] on the spoon and lifted it towards his mouth. 'Open wide big boy~' I smiled as he opened his mouth to speak.
'I have two things to say, one: title of your sex tape, two: my mouth is open-' dazai allowed his mouth to linger open for a moment or two more before removing his coat.
'It's winter, why are you taking your coat off?-' it was a genuine concern of mine and I was confused as to why, in this 4° weather why he wasn't wearing his coat.
'I don't know- perhaps you have a heater that's on?' He motioned over to my heater that was barely running.
'I need to replace that—' I smiled playfully, stood up and walked towards my bathroom.
'Y/NNNN- where are you going??' Dazai walked after me and for a single moment, but long enough for anyone to notice, my smile faltered.
'Oh, Osamu, I'm just going to change these gloves out for bandages- wearing gloves all night makes me sweaty-' I looked into his manipulative chestnut eyes, and ruffled his hair.
'You know.. it's late and you must be tired, if you'd really like I can help?' He smiled and held my hand softly.
'Of course.' My smile faltered again and I squeezed dazais hand slightly.

We walked into the bathroom and I reached under my sink, emerged with a long roll of bandages. Dazai removed my gloves with his soft fingertips as they grazed my forearm, knuckles, palm, fingertips. I felt tingly as he touched my arm alone. After the gloves were removed I felt embarrassed at all the scars up my arms, most of them were from just using my ability and others were... you know. To my surprise, dazai pulled my hand close and kissed around ten or twelve of the scars on each arm and smiled, quickly finishing up wrapping the bandages, pulling me into a quick hug.

A/N;
Hello!! I'm so glad to finally start a new Dazai X Male Reader, since it's been like a year since the last one I did, which was kind of embarrassing ngl— anyways, I love yous <3

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