[BSD] Soukoku One shots

Lingering Feelings

After the grim events of what probably was one of Yokohama's most catastrophic disasters, everything was finally back to normal and the city is safe once more thanks to its protectors. Yet, there's still no guarantee that peace will remain considering Fyodor hasn't been captured nor do any traces of him remained after the event.

Two weeks had already passed since that catastrophic day and Dazai was still in the hospital recovering from the poison. No, it was not the same poison he was stabbed with. It was, once again, one of his failed suicidal attempts in which he tried to mix some random chemicals he thought would instantly kill him. Luckily, or rather unlucky for him, he failed to mix them properly which only resulted to severe stomach ache after he decided to take all the concoction in one swig.

When Atsushi found him lying on the floor, he was about to rush him to Dr. Yosano but the moment Dazai realized where he was about to end up, he begged Atsushi to just take him to the hospital. Torture is definitely a big NOPE for him.

So now here he is, exempted from doing his reports--not that he actually did it anyway, and there's also the fact that the President allowed him to take some vacation so Kunikida had no choice but to refrain from yelling at him whenever he visits, but the best of all, he's very much enjoying the company of his beautiful nurse who was assigned to take care of him.

"Dazai-san, how are you feeling today?" Just in time, his nurse came in to check on him, usually to write down records of his recovery progress.

"Completely flourished my dear! Finally, my caring angel came back to me once more!" Dazai cheerfully piped, his mood filled with flowers and sunshine.

"That's great to hear Dazai-san. I'm glad you're doing very well," the nurse smiled at the bandaged man, shoving a thermometer in his mouth before Dazai could even react.

"Your discharge is already scheduled tomorrow noon so better not try anything funny again okay?" The nurse kept smiling which was good at first until Dazai noticed it looked a little too threatening.

"Hai hai~" Dazai replied in a muffled voice, raising his hands in surrender. He may have tried some couple of suicide methods during his stay here but who couldn't resist? Afterall, hospital is the perfect place for death.

"Oh right, you have a visitor today Dazai-san." The nurse suddenly spoke, like she just remembered it now.

"Hmm?" Dazai hummed.

"He's waiting outside. I'll let him in after I've finished with you."

Dazai grabbed the thermometer as soon as it started to beep. He didn't have a fever anyway so he's all good. After doing some writing and changing Dazai's bandages, the nurse left the room and Dazai managed to catch a glimpse of her talking to someone outside just before the door fully closed.

A visitor? Who could it be?

Dazai though to himself. The most probable guess is either Atsushi or president Fukugawa since they are ones who tend to worry a lot more compared to other agency members.

When the door finally opened, Dazai's eyes widened, surprised to see the least person he was expecting to come.

As the short redhead walked closer to him, he noticed him holding what seems to be a box, a wine box to be precise.

"Yo shitty Dazai. Still a pathetic suicide freak I see?"

"Oi Chuuya, still a pain in the ass chibi I see?" Dazai snickered causing the redhead to fume.

"Shut up! Call me chibi one more time and I won't hesitate to strangle you." Chuuya sits on the stool next to Dazai's bed, placing the box on top of a nearby table.