The Drug in Me is You

A thing that neither wanted to live nor die. The thing that wandered humanity as if its one of its own. The thing that hid among humans and acted as if it were one of their kind. The thing that believed itself to be something less than human. The thing haunted by his past actions but couldn't bring himself to find a reason strong enough to have him determined to end his life

That was Dazai.

And he hated himself for it.

OR

Dazai has a rough night but Chuuya is there for him

Cover is a WIP

Cross posted with my ao3 account: @throwingyou_shade