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...)
When I left the Port Mafia, I left without saying good-bye to anyone. No one knew why or where I went. All that mattered to me was that I became a good man like my deceased friend had wanted me to do. After all, no one would miss me, no one would care enough to. But I was wrong... I had forgotten about the two people...
"What? It's not like I could just tell my heart to fuck off. It just happened." - Chuuya Nakahara (at one point) I do not own Bungou Stray Dogs or any of the characters. (Not) Updated everyday.
after dazai sees chuuya at their old spot, things change between the former partners