Song for the chapter: I can't handle change -Roar
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I was holding Atsushi by his collar, he was lifted six centimetres off the ground, and struggling slightly.
'Y.. Y/n.. You're hurting.. me!' He cries.
'Shut up.' I hold him higher, my face only portraying anger.
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Flashback:Atsushi had come back from a mission and had received a warm congratulations, he was talking about how fucked it was and how disgusting he thought for it to be.
After he had finished complaining to everyone I walked over to his desk.
'Do you need something Y/N?' he asks and I look to him.
'Yeah. I need every single detail on that mission.'
He starts to talk about it then I ask him about how he felt. He starts to cry.
I immediately grab his collar and lift him up.
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'L-let go!' he wails and kicks.
I manipulate time and drop him, he is slowed enough that I kick him into the wall.
'That was pathetic. Why would you cry over that?' I look down and him. 'People die everyday. Why is this so fucking important?'
I feel a hand touch my shoulder. Dazai.
I turn to him before clearing my head.
'Oh shit. Atsushi I'm so so sorry!' I look towards him and start apologizing profusely.
'Yeah it's fine.' He looks shaken up, but nothing time couldn't try to heal.
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Short chapter much? Haha..
Okay.. tough crowd.
ANYWHOS! Just an insight on how the mafia can fuck people up in the worse ways and act as they were treated!
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Grief in the Stereo| Dazai X Male Reader
FanfictionYokohama isn't always so lonely.