dazai didnât just say âyou used corruption believing in me? how beautifulâ he said âi think about you all the time and i want to be close to you and you bring out the humanity in me that only one person couldâ and chuuya didnât just said âi used corruption because I trusted youâ he said âi trusted you, i trust you, i will be your lightâ and i for one, think thats beautiful
Once everything has settled, Dazai and Chuuya agree to meet up and talk. This is the first time Dazai invites Chuuya to Lupin. He sits by his usual seat, orders two whiskeys out of habit, and Chuuya- as if already aware that it wasnât for him- asks for a bottle of red.
So there, the two of them sat- one seat apart, Chuuyaâs neatly folded coat in-between them. Beside Dazai, on the counter top, was Odaâs drink. He clicks his glass against it, then raises his own for Chuuya to do the same. âTo the stray dogs.â
âTo the stray dogs.â Chuuya echoes.
They drink and sigh on cue, the silence only stretching on. Chuuya fidgets with his gloves, feeling obligated to talk. He was the one who invited Dazai out, but in his defense he didnât think Dazai would actually humor him. The air around them was tense, so much so that Chuuya instinctively held his breath.
It was a feeling akin to drowning.
Then Dazai turns to him, empty glass in hand, and asks. âDo you want to know a story, Chuuya?â
âWhat kind?â
âItâs quite the tragedy, I wonât lie.â He chuckles softly. âItâs about this boy who thought death shouldnât be treated like taboo or separated from daily societal matters. This boy who once said, âdeath isnât the opposite of life, but rather an extension to itâ.â
The wine had an aftertaste of bile, Chuuya thought, or was that from his own tongue?
âA boy who now only clings to life to fulfill his promise to a ghost, wishing death had spared that one person who heâd willingly change his whole world for.â
âIs this promise the reason?â
âThe reason for what?â
âThe reason this boy left another boy behind?â
This is so cute- and so well written- their interaction isnât overly mushy like some skk fics and instead it comes across so natural and frking radiates âi hate you but i love youâ energy but yet again thatâs what soukoku is about lol really love this!! @crow-writes-stuff
(I love your writing!) Since Iâm feeling whumpy, for the Dazai x Chuuya prompt-
Surgery
Ahh, thank you, Anon! I hope you like it :)
Prompt: Surgery
Chuuya is not pacing because he's worried, thank you very much. He's pacing because he is furious.
Because of Dazai, of course. That asshole managed to get himself shot and who did the hospital call? Not his friends at the Agency, that's for sure.
Chuuya flexes his hands that have spent the past hour curled into fists. The pitying looks he's shot by both staff and visitors do absolutely nothing to improve his mood. He's not fucking worried, damn it. He's just here to demand an explanation from Dazai and maybe choke him a little. The asshole deserves it.
A nurse approaches him with a kind smile. "The surgery was successful. You can see him now."Â
Chuuya is tempted to just turn around and leave. Instead, he presses out a "Thank you," and follows her. This isn't her fault, after all.
Dazai looks unusually small in the hospital bed. He's hooked up to some monitors and devices Chuuya doesn't care enough about to spare more than a passing glance.
The nurse gives him another smile before leaving the room. Chuuya waits until the door is closed. He steps up to the side of the bed, staring down at Dazai. He's breathing regularly.
Chuuya very lightly kicks against the bed. "Hey asshole, you awake yet?"
No reaction, of course.Â
Chuuya takes one of the chairs in the room and pulls it over to the bed. "When you feel like talking, care to explain why the fuck I'm your emergency contact?" He sits down, crosses his arms and waits.Â
Surprisingly, he doesn't have to wait long. Dazai frowns slightly before opening his eyes. He's not looking at Chuuya, instead opting to stare at the ceiling. "We set them together, remember?", he asks, voice quiet. "Am I not yours?"
Chuuya huffs. "No. I changed it to Ane-san after you left. What the hell do you think?"
"Hm," Dazai says, still not looking at him. "I suppose that makes sense."
They stay silent for a while. Until suddenly, Dazai snaps his head around, staring at Chuuya. "You still came."
Chuuya glares at him. "What else was I supposed to fucking do?"
Dazai looks painfully earnest as he answers: "You could have ignored the call."Â
Chuuya kicks the bed again, careful not to alert any of the machines. "Yeah sure, as if."
Dazai blinks. Chuuya sighs.
He leans forward, reaching for Dazai's wrist. "You're such a fucking idiot." He gently presses two fingers down, feeling Dazai's pulse even through the bandages. "I told you before. If anyone's going to kill you, it'll be me. So stop being so stupid."
Dazai's lips twist into a smile before that turns into a chuckle. He stops soon enough, making a face. "Oh, that hurts."
Chuuya rolls his eyes. "You deserve that."
Dazai blinks again, considering. "Perhaps." He turns to smile at Chuuya again. "Thanks for showing up."
Chuuya looks away. "Sure. Now shut up."
They both ignore it when his hand on Dazai's wrist lowers, taking hold of his partner's hand. They also ignore it when Dazai gives them a little squeeze. They've gotten very good at ignoring things like that over the years.
So iâm new to this whole tumblr thing- but hereâs some soukoku bbys that I edited đ„°
btw does anyone know whether this is an official manga adaptation of that dead apple scene- or a fanart? If it is a fanart iâm soso sorry to the artisit because I genuinely have no idea where the source of this is from smh trust me I searched for ages I swear
But tbh I really hope this is the official manga adaptation because IT RADIATES SO MUCH SWEET SKK ENERGY AHHHH okay I sound mad BUT I LOVE THEM SM OKAYYY