Save Yourself [Soukoku]

7:Point Of No Return

Chuuya had managed to find a bathroom, seemingly at the last possible second, as he had ended up throwing up whatever there may have been in his stomach. He was still heaving over the toilet, having realized what he had just done. He is not aware of his surroundings at all. There’s this absolutely sickening feeling in the pit of his stomach. His whole body was practically shaking with tremors and his morals had possibly been violated. Those morals had always included only harming others for self-defense, as long as he’s remembered. That wasn’t all of his life, however.

Dazai put his hand on Chuuya's back and softly rubs circles. “You did good.”

The touch had jolted the smaller man, who tensed slightly this time under the man’s touch this time. His heaving when there was no more food in his stomach is starting to become painful and there were tears built up in the corners of his eyes because of it. His breathing is extremely uneven and it feels to him like he’s being stabbed, poked, and prodded from the inside.

Dazai wraps  his arms around the smaller man and holds him. “I didn't think you'd go that far for me. I'm sorry..”

It takes quite a long time for the man to even minutely calm down, still shivering. He was pretty much in a daze at that point. His head hurt and he felt faint from throwing up and heaving as much as he did. When he did calm down a bit, he happened to glance back at Dazai again, his gaze just as terrified as when he had that nightmare. Actually, more so.

Dazai lets go of Chuuya before getting up and walking out of the bathroom, apologizing  as he leaves.

Chuuya barely notices that as he ends up hugging his knees to his chest there on the bathroom floor, clearly in distress, but unknowing of how to deal with it. But before Dazai could get too far, Chuuya’s legs stood him up and he ends up catching up to Dazai and hugging him anyways.

Dazai stopped in his tracks before turning around, picking Chuuya up, and carrying him to the kitchen where the other two teens were making cookies and smoothies.

The man in Dazai’s arms was still trembling. He hadn’t even noticed the location change, just staying in Dazai’s arms. At least it made him feel more secure. That was ironic. Safe in the hands of a killer.

“Heyy, At-su-shi-kun?” Dazai sang while looking at the white haired teen.

Atsushi glanced over curiously with an answering, “Hm?” But when he noticed Chuuya in Dazai’s arms and with his face in the crook of Dazai’s neck, covered in blood, he looked back at Dazai and quietly asks, “I-is he okay…?” He’s never really met Chuuya before. The man in Dazai’s arms remains unresponsive.

“Yea he's fine, Lucy isn't though. But anyway, can you make a strawberry smoothie for him, he needs substance .” Dazai said as he sat down with Chuuya in his arms.

“S-sure..” He’s slightly unnerved by Dazai’s words and mannerisms after what time he spent here. He gets to work making the smoothie, glancing over at Kyoka from where he was.

Chuuya shifted slightly in Dazai’s arms, his eyes opening a bit, though the shine has gone out of them and they seem duller now.

“Chuuya?” Dazai lightly asks while running his fingers up and down Chuuya's spine.

That woke him slightly, eventually moving his head to glance at Dazai with those once burning blue eyes. They were unbearably dull at this point in time when he looked at Dazai, however.