some very ooc angsty/fluffly/steamy soukoku fic c': (somehow this 600 word oneshot turned into this sad excuse for a 10k word fanfic) WARNINGS/TRIGGERS: mentions of suicide, self-harm, strong language, drinking, smoking and sex (it's no smut though...)
"Since how many days you haven't slept , chuuya ?" "That's none of your concerns, dazai!!"
Dazai tries to commit suicide by jumping off of the Port Mafia headquarters building... but then a certain redhead from his past saves him. Will the two former partners in crime be able to reconnect, or will one's inability to love others and the others' inability to love himself get in the way? This fic will include...