DAWG BEFORE I START IT JUST A TW FOR LIKE SH SUICIDE (its dazai what do you expect) AND THE FACT THE CHARACTERS MAY NOT BE ACCURATE TOO HOW THEY ACTUALLY ACT!!!
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dazai sat alone in his apartment,empty bottles off alcohol on the floor some tipped over some still standing,the bandaged brunette sits on the floor tears rolling down his face as he tries too wipe them away. they wont go away. dazai gives iup he covers his face with his hands as he plants backwards into his pillow beneath his head on the futon. suddenly something catches his eye.
dazai glances over too a small bag he has,inside is his razor blade,its small but sharp,no one ever seems too notice that he has it,the bag is always hiden by the mass off trash laying around everywhere. "why am i like this?"
dazai says as he tips the blade into the palm off his right hand gently before taking it in his left.
the brunette takes a deep breath as he gently unwraps the bandage around his right arm and presses the blade against his skin,he pushes down,already feeling the building up pressure off a cut,he swipes across quickly the cut going from a purplish white too a crimson red. the man repeats this over and over and then puts the blade away and takes a deep breath,he lets his arm bleed out for a small while,him inflicting these cuts onhimself help him believe he might just still be a small ounce human.
dazai checks his phone,he realizes he hasnt replied too kunikidas calls or texts.
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*missed call from kunikida*
*missed call from kunikida*
dazai answer your damn phone.
*missed call from kunikida*
DAZAII!!!
dazai??!?
all these messages are from 20 minutes ago.
thats it im coming over.
sent 5 minutes ago.
"crap." dazai says too himself as he quickly and frantically wraps a bandage around his arm too limit and hide the bleeding. a loud knock on the door becomes present, "DAZAI ARE YOU HOME?" comes a familiar voice,its kunikida.
the brunette walks over too the door too greet the blondie,kunikida stands outsdie with a worried expression..
"dazai you maniac,why havent you been replying too any off my messages or calls??"
"i-uh didnt see them.." dazai says as reply.
"is that so?" the man with glasses replys noticing how dazai keeps hiding his right arm behind his back.
"dazai." kunikida speaks now in a softer,calmer tone.
"let me see your wrist."
dazai looks panicked "w-why? theres nothing too see?"
"if theres nothing too see you wouldnt mind showing me." dazai lifts up hos right arm and unbandages it,theres nothing on it. a sigh off releaf escapes his lips as he sees his partners left arm is fine. "other arm"
dazai seems hesitant too show this one,as if theres something too hide. "i dont see why its nesses-"
"dazai please." kunikida says before dazai could finish.
