"My..." Dazai said with his hands raised. "How smart you are, Great Detective Nakahara Chuuya." Chuuya narrowed his eyes and furrowed his eyebrows. "Drop the jewel, slowly. And turn around. On your knees, with your hands on your head." Dazai turned around and he smiled, dropping his arms. * ALL CREDIT FOR PICTURES GO...
"Run away with me Chuuya." "W-What?" Chuuya looked at the brunette in shock. He didn't know what to think of the current question he was just asked. He didn't know if Dazai was serious or just kidding. But realization hit him of how serious he was when he asked Chuuya again. Dazai grabbed Chuuya by the waist gently...
- "Why did you-," The thorns on the flowers in Chuuya's throat scraped his throat like nails causing his voice to sound scratchy, "Why did you fucking leave, Dazai?" - Chuuya has Hanahaki for Dazai, but that's not all. Resentment. Respect. Love. Annoyance. Hurt. Wishes. If Chuuya doesn't want his lungs to fill with...
