❝ light it up! better dodge the cops,
and i'll never get sick
of playing with your locks,
i-i miss you lots, i-i miss you lots !❞
in which : two lovers stick together until the very end.
- ( dazai osamu x fem! anime oc )
𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙩𝙪𝙨 : FINISHED...
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❝ your grief will drive you insane... ❞
˚ ༘ 第2幕 ┊ 𝘈𝘊𝘛 𝘛𝘞𝘖...
→˚₊·🎐 ੭*
GRIEF AND GUILT, TWO emotions which relate in a way. grief, an emotion the blonde has felt for years and she swears her heart weighs a ton because of it, a pain in her chest never left her after that day where the warehouse burnt down to the floor, her newfound guilt and pain mixed with her past, causing bottles of a red liquor to fill her small apartment room, a thing she found herself turning to durning emotional traumas was wine, a comfort so good she always needed, a comfort her own old mafia work partner got her onto.
the ginger male that so loved the now deceased raven haired had no knowledge on the news. emi couldn't bring herself to ruin some lover's life because their so found love died for their friend, for their work partner. she couldn't bare to think of how she would feel if her and dazai were in that spot.
the girl sighs loudly as she twirls around the red liquid in the glass, her thoughts concentrated on the deep red colour of the liquid and the way it hit the edges of the glass, the blonde has been living in one of dazai's work dress shirts, a small wine stain on the bottom. the girl has been sober twice since the death of jade, a forever thought stuck in her head, blaming herself for the death of her dear best friend.
"emi?" a gentle voice speaks to the girl, causing her to snap out of her thoughts on the liquid and look up, making eye contact with a pair of hazel orbs, her ocean ones tearing up even at the sound of his voice. dazai was shocked to see the girl in the state she is. she's been missing work everyday and sitting in her apartment instead of dazai's.
"are you doing fine? i bought you food emi." he speaks gently as he opens the curtains in the room, causing a small groan to leave the girl's chapped lips as her eyes make contact with the light. she shields her eyes away from the bright painful light and dazai frowns his brows at the action "emi." he says, taking a light grip of her arm and moving it away from her face, displaying her tired looking expression.
small eye bags laid under her eyes, her hair a mess and tucked back behind her ears messily and her eyes had a pained look to them "what the hell-" he says as he spots the several empty glass bottles of wine "how much have you been drinking?" he questions as he lets go of her arm and goes around the small apartment bedroom to pick the glass bottles as emi stays silent, her eyes filling with tears as she felt a sense of disappointment coming from dazai.
"i'm sorry" she choked out, her own voice cutting off with a small crack in her voice, a tear slipping down her averagely pale cheeks "i just don't know how to deal with this anymore dazai" she chokes out again, her words quiver as the brunette male places the bottle into a bin bag, his eyes focusing on the green tinted glass.
"emi.." he starts as he places the bin bag and makes his way closer to the girl, pulling her into his embrace, his hand falling to the back of her head to press her head more to his chest as light sobs shook her whole body, his brows slightly frowned as he listens to the girl weep and sob in guilt and agony.
"your grief will drive you inane my love. please don't do that to yourself" he says, aware that the girl was probably not paying any attention to his words but he wanted to be a source of comfort. he gently plays with the strands of her hair as she held onto his jacket tightly as she cried for her deceased friend that she felt nothing but guilt towards her passing.
and that's how emi and dazai stayed all day. dazai holding the frail woman to his chest as she stayed silent and cried once in a while, he rubbed her back and whispered supportive words to ease her grief as much as he could.
but the male knew that day and that fyodor took something important to the female away and she wasn't just going to let that happen and he was afraid.
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a/n: hey! so sorry for such slow updates, i've just been very unmotivated but now i'm trying my best to get back into it! the next chapter will probably have a different chapter set up but district is very slowly coming to an end sadly! but so sorry for such a boring chapter, promise the next ones will be more interesting <3
