Soukoku oneshots !!!

1: Talk about the past

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This is gonna be horrible😓😓
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MARRIED SKK AU FOR THE WINN !!!!💗
⚠️Mentions of abuse, death or whatever I come up with 4 Dazai's past!⚠️
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(Nobody POV)

It was a rather late friday night. Nakahara and Dazai were simply laying in bed, but Dazais thoughts weren't all so simple. Dazai knew Chuuya had wanted him to open up for a while now, though, Dazai had always been against opening up to people or asking for help in general. That was about to change now.

"Chuuya?" Dazai asked hesitantly in a whisper.

"What, 'samu?" Chuuya asked in response, without even turning around.

"You want me to tell you about my past, right?" Dazai asked again.

Chuuya had turned around now, because of how suprised he was to hear this. "Well, yeah, but if you don't want to, then it's fine."

"No, I want to! I just..." Dazai yelled, but paused.

"Its fine. Just tell me if you want to." Chuuya assured.

"I want to tell you." Dazai stated.

"Then you can tell me in the morning, it's getting pretty late. Also, it's saturday tommorrow, so unless i'm called in for work; i'll be here to listen." Chuuya requested.

"Okay.." Dazai responded, as Chuuya came closer to him and wrapped his arms around him.

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Nakahara and Dazai woke up at relatively similar times, though, Dazai woke up a bit later than Nakahara.

"Has Chuuya gotten up already?" Dazai thought to himself, as he searched for his human pillow with his eyes still shut closed.

He slowly opened his eyes to see he was nowhere in sight, so he got up to see if he was maybe in the kitchen.

Dazai walked into the kitchen. Well, there he was, making breakfast, standing there with his hand pressed at his hip.

"Good morning." Chuuya greeted.

"Uh, morning." Dazai greeted back.

"You still wanna talk?" Chuuya asked.

"Yeah, I guess." Dazai answered in a mumble.

"Lets eat breakfast first, hm?"

"Sure." Dazai agreed.

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Nakahara took Dazai to the living room after they ate. They sat down, so the conversation started.

"So.. you know where to start?" Chuuya questioned.

"No..." Dazai asnwered.

Chuuya sighed. "Well, how about this; i'll ask about your life at a certain age, and you tell me about what you remember, how does that sound?"

"Okay." Dazai accepted.

"How about we start young? Uh, six!" Chuuya asked.

"Nothing really that bad had happened, my mom was still alive, my sister was just going to school, then my dad was.. like always; hitting my mom when they got into arguments, or even hitting us, if we got caught up in their argument, that is." Dazai listed.

"Alright, a bit older now.. thirteen?"

"Uhm, I think my mom hung herself when I was thirteen, though, that might have actually been when I was fourteen." Dazai told.