Dazai was put up to a hospital bed. He was under 3 surgeries already, Chuuya was slowly going insane, losing his mind because Dazai fell to coma after surgeries. His statement wasn't getting better. The Ginger was barely holding himself from yelling and killing the doctors for not helping Dazai enough to wake him up. To get him up. To let him be healthy again.
- god dammit, mackerel... wake up! You hear me?? WAKE UP!!
Security guard threw him out the hospital once again. Chuuya was losing hope. What if the brunette won't wake up? What if he dies without goodbye? No! It wouldn't happen. He knows Dazai's messing with him!! He just pulls out a stupid joke!! But why now?? Why not in a few years when he's picked up back to Port Mafia?
"The hospital beds are cold..." - Chuuya thought to himself as he lied next to Dazai, feeling his oddly warm hands which were connected to IV. He was allowed to stay next to him under condition he would stay quiet and calm, so then he did.
- Osamu... Come on... wake up.
He whispered as he poked gently brunette's pale hand. It twitched. Nakahara's eyes widened. He was... conscious? He was back from coma? Was he really???
A small smile appeared on Chuuya's face. He couldn't believe it. He yanked himself to sitting position.
- you're awake? Are you?
He said quietly yet audible enough for Dazai to hear him. Dazai was awake
YOU ARE READING
Let me dry your last tear.
FanfictionDazai's "episode" eventually leads to hospitalization. After some time, Chuuya and Dazai are finally reunited.
