𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐦𝐬 | SOUKOKU

Chapter Ten

Chuuya was confused about his feelings. He doesn't know what to do. He ran and ran until Dazai was out of sight. He was in complete shock. Dazai kissed him. Well, who would have thought that would happen?

He sighed, went to his house and locked the door. He's sure Dazai will think that he was just that shock, about what he did.

Is it possible that Dazai loved him back? What is he's supposed to do now?

He laid there sobbing. He didn't feel like showing his face to Dazai. He felt sorry for what he did. What he just did was.. Cruel.

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Chuuya haven't heard a word about Dazai ever since he ran away. It's been two days from now. He was worried, he messaged him, but he wasn't replying to him. He wanted to know what was wrong. He even wanted to go to his house but sadly, he didn't know where he lives. He hung his head on disappointment. He didn't know what to do. He missed his silly jokes and the way he annoyed him.

He hoped that everything will be alright with him. He wanted to apologize to him. He wanted to apologize for being so stupid for not realizing what he just did. For doubting that he loves him. The old lady frowned as he saw Chuuya stare at the windowsill. His face shows nothing but sadness and regret.

"Lad, Dazai will be alright," she assured him again, patting his shoulder, trying to not to make him feel down. "I'm sure he will come back soon as soon as he forgives you. I'm sure he knew that you were going to run once he did that to you. don't feel bad, Chuuya. He'll be fine."

At least, that what she thought

"Yeah, I hope so," he said, trying hard not a single tear will slide down on his cheeks. "I'll be heading out for a while. I need to eat. I'm hungry anyway."

The old lady nodded and watches him disappear from her sight.

Chuuya didn't come to school today because maybe Dazai would show up like last time. But it didn't really happen that way. He was still unable to see his idiotic face smiling at him. Oh, how he missed his smile, his laugh, his everything.

He went to a coffee shop where he was supposed to take Dazai there right after his birthday if only he didn't kiss him. He sighed and sat on a chair next to a window of the shop as a maid came through her way.

"Excuse me, sir, I didn't mean to bother you but what would you like to order? I can see that you are hungry for a snack," she said as she beamed at him.

Chuuya didn't look at her. "Just a cup of coffee and a Cinnamon roll," he answered

The maid nodded as she headed away.

He didn't care about the world anymore. What matters right now is Dazai.

Where could he be right now?

Is he doing okay?

Is he eating three meals each day?

The maid served his order and placed it on the table in front of him. Chuuya gave his payment to her and waved his hands dismissively. He took a bite of his Cinnamon roll and took a sip of the coffee. He gazed at the people on the streets, mostly on the ones who are holding hands. Couples. He might really want to hand his hand if only he is here...

Ring

Chuuya jumped off his seat and grabbed his phone. It was Dazai's number. Thank goodness, he's recovered. He put the phone to his ear, wanting to hear his voice. But sadly, it was a voice that was completely unknown to him.

"Hello? Is this Nakahara Chuuya?"

"Yes, yes I am. who is this?" Chuuya answered, raising an eyebrow.

"This is from the Yokohama private hospital. Osamu Dazai was rushed to the hospital after being involved in an accident."

Chuuya froze from what he just heard. He couldn't say a word. His heart sank to make him. say anything. Could this be a prank? Heck no

"Sir? Are you still there?"

"Yes yes I am, damn it. Are you trying to trick me that Dazai caught up in an accident?!" he yelled angrily, causing some of the customers to stare at him.

"No, sir. I am not. Please head to the hospital immediately, we need you here."

Chuuya hangs up, grabbed his trench coat and ran out of the shop. He stopped by his house to get his bike and came paddling towards the said hospital.

"Damn it.. what have I done?"