Chuuya's mind and vision was hazy as he woke up to a familiar brunette standing over him. His eyes shifted with curiosity and looked around until he saw... Akiko Yosano?
"You're lucky I helped him, Osamu Dazai! He's an enemy, if he was outlawed and killed the mafia would be done for!" Yosano shouted, allowing the now conscious Chuuya to realize that he was alive.
"Thank you for healing him anyway~" Dazai sighed out, turning to Chuuya at the sound of labored breathing and him sitting up.
As soon as Chuuya even got a blurry glimpse of the brunette, he knew all he wanted to do was collapse into his arms.
To feel Dazai's skin, hear his words next to his ear, feel his lips as they pressed against his, bury his head into his chest until he's filled with nothing but the scent of his cologne.
And so as soon as Chuuya's mind was strong enough to stand again, that is exactly what he did.
And for Dazai it was the very same, their lips shared a familiar taste and feel as the tear ducts in Chuuya's eyes felt overwhelmed with stimulation and started to swell with familiarity.
Everything, exactly how it was. Everything stays, just how he left it, in little ways, everything stayed.
...
"Welcome back," Dazai muttered after he parted from him.
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Rotten Soil
FanficDazai plagued with the grief of losing a lifelong partner has a lot more to learn about his supposedly dead lover. I wrote the first chapter 2 years ago when I first started writing and I decided to turn it into a story! Please enjoy and leave feedb...
