BSD Oneshots -Ranpoe, Soukoku, Shin Soukoku-

Don't Leave Me (Part 2)

A/N: Hey guys! I just wanted to thank you all for reading these stupid stories I make, I honestly didn't expect anyone to actually read them! TW's for this chapter is mentions of abuse, and self harm! If these are sensitive topics for anyone, I will use ⚠️⚠️ at the start and end of these parts! Enjoy reading ml! <3

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Nobody POV:

Atsushi stared in awe at the three story house in front of him. The exterior was a creme white colour, with large windows, the view through them hidden by curtains. There was a small garden sat out front, holding a variety of flowers, ranging from Night Blooming Jasmine's, to Roses, to Orchids. A balcony hung over top the garden, with a glass railing and a sliding door.

"Jinko! Are you coming or not." Akutagawa yelled.

"Uh- yeah!" Atsushi replies, quickly walking into the house with his head down.

"Get your shoes off, I don't want you ruining my wood floors!" Akutagawa shouted, slapping Atsushi across the back of the head.

Atsushi POV:

Dazai, when all of this is over I'm going to kill you.

"Jeez sorry!" I muttered, sliding my shoes off and placing them on the shoe rack.

I glanced back up, taking in the view of the interior. The walls were painted a sleek black, and the floors were made of oak. A spiral staircase led to the 2nd floor, it looked beautiful. Moonlight crept in through a large, open window in the living room, shining over Akutagawa's face.

He looked almost ethereal in the lighting. His steel grey eyes were softer than usual, and his pale skin almost glowed. His hair was messy, blowing in the soft breeze coming in through the open window. He looked stunni- wait no! What the hell am I saying! No, he looks ugly, and I hate him!

I felt my face heat up when I realised what I was thinking, and I quickly hid my face.

"Jinko? Have you got a fever or something? You're all red."
"No! I just uh.. I just feel really hot!"
"Sure. Whatever, what do you want for dinner?"
"Do you know how to make chazuke?"

Akutagawa just nodded, pushing a door open and slipping into the room. I quickly followed him, glancing around the kitchen, before my eyes landed on Akutagawa.

He was stood at the counter, wearing an apron and holding the ingredients for chazuke. I giggled reading what the apron said.

"Kiss the cook? Really Akutagawa?"
"What about it weretiger."
"Nothing! Nothing! Just never thought I'd see you wearing an apron that says 'Kiss the cook'.
"Tell anyone you saw this and I'll Rashoumon all your fingers."
"Calm down! I won't tell anyone!"

Akutagawa just grumbled, turning away and beginning to make the chazuke.

Nobody POV:

Atsushi perched himself on the marble countertops, watching Akutagawa cook in curiosity.

"Why are you staring? Never seen someone make chazuke before?"
"It's not like I can do anything else!"
"You could help?"
"I can't really cook..."
"How the hell did you survive in your apartment."
"Kyouka always cooked!"
"So why can't she keep an eye on you?"
"Oh, she moved in with Kenji a few days ago!"

The two fell silent as Akutagawa continued cooking, neither of them having anything else to talk about.

After a few minutes of awkward silence, the food was ready.

Atsushi and Akutagawa sat down at the table, a bowl of chazuke in front of each of them.

Atsushi clasped his hands together, whispering "Thank you for the food."