Undercare|| Fyozai

•Chapter nine

The weather is cold, most likely because Dazai left the window open to puff the smoke outside while Fyodor speaks to the man at the door. Dazai turns his head slightly to get an better angle of the two as he also tries not make how he is so shocked to see an other being. And hey, its not Dazai's fault that he hasnt seen any other being for more then an and half an week, Fyodor doesnt feels like human so dont include him.

The papers man is too odd for Dazai's liking, it isnt like he has something agaisnt crazy people- but if he did, it would explain his self-hatered... haha get it..? Ah, being stuck with an creep demon sucks and definatly doesn't helps his mental health that he doesnt has, but anyways-

The paparsboy has long white hair, cut teribbly poorly and is made in an very long messy braided, in an uniform with two diffrent colored eyes that Dazai thinks that looks pretty, atleast cool if it wasnt for how wide his eyes are opened like wide windows, opening an tunel to his soul and darkest secrets that Dazai doesnt wants to know. With a big bag in his hands and a wide smile, letting him know that he doesnt brushs his teeths atleast enough times looking at the yellow color of his teeth but it suits him, really.

And while mentioning wide open windows, Dazai gets another reminder that he is wearing Fyodor's pants that are too lose for him, ready to fall any minute and is already down his hips and his shirt that he didnt even had the chance to bottom up that exposes his chest to the cold wind, slightly shaking him and giving his heart a feeling of froze. All of it was because of panic of the doorbell ringing just at the first time in months that he had an deep and peacefull nice sleep and in Fyodor's room other then his own that has an very familiar smelling of rotting so Dazai can blame the good sleep to the smell and the fact Fyodor was quite the big spoon, like another layer of blanket on his body, very touchy but that was incharecter of him.

Ofcourse Dazai would never say those outloud tho.

So the doorbell ringing got Dazai so shocked like he almost forgat there were most likely someones alive out there, after not seeing absouletly anyone Dazai had the feeling that everyone was dead, or something and now thinking about it, he was way too chill about it too but thats another days session of him questioning himself. While the ring made Fyodor's eyes darken slowly and push an low ground of annoyence out of him, the angries Dazai has seen him so Dazai also had the idea Fyodor was having a good sleep like him, got woken up the the sound just like him too, so they both ending up trowing the first thing they could find on their naked body witout a word and Fyodor opening the door.

So there they were; Dazai at the window, smoking an cigarette and spying on the other to very sane's. While Fyodor was talking to the unknown man a little too long. But in the end Fyodor finaly grabbed the bag that the other man was holding, said his goodbye's to the other while the happy mailman-probly- nodded and waved, staring to walk down stairs and disapear from Dazai's sight slowly before Fyodor closes the door shut.

"Dazai, what are you doing?" Fyodor asks with an very slight smile on his lips, placng the bag on the kitchen table an starting to take stuff out of it while Dazai quickly smashs his cigarette on the railing and skips to the kitchen, placing his chin on Fyodors shoulder to take a peek. "Who was that, rat?" Fyodor knows better then fool to Dazai cheerfull tone, if he doesnt answers carefully things may end bad.

"The deliveryman, he and a few of his cowerkers deliver weekly food an suplies to the citizens because we have to stay insde at all costs. And, rather than? Come on, darling." Fyodor smirks halfway, turning to Dazai who was observing every detail for any further clue of hidden meaning but then just sighs dramaticly and burries hs fac to Fyodors shoulder. "I know he was telling you what happening outside and about some people, so you have rats roaming around to bring you food and information. That makes them rats and you the great rat king." Dazai stays silent for a moment before speaking again, his breath creating an warm spot on Fyodor's skin. "And you kinda smell like on too."