When a mission goes wrong and you only have a few minutes left and are all alone… should you pick up the phone to speak to that person one last time?
“Now I have neither happiness nor unhappiness.
That is the one and only thing that I have thought resembled a truth in the society of human beings where I have dwelled up to now as in a burning hell.
Chuuya came to Dazai in the same way that all good things did--wrapped in Odasaku's arms.
I am leaving the Port Mafia behind. I won’t be back, and don’t come searching for me. I don’t want to be found, also I left the wedding ring. I never meant to let it go this far. I never thought us casually fucking would have turned into you falling in love with me, I don’t love you. I’m sorry but I just can’t pretend anymore,
"Why are you crying?"
Chuuya wiped his eyes and he sniffled as he looked away. "I'm not..." He said defensively.
"You are." He said softly. "Want to talk about it?" He asked. But Chuuya was only silent. Don't make eye contact. Don't engage in a long conversation. That was the rule.
"Okay... We don't have to talk about it if you don't want but at least take this." He said handing him the handkerchief. "And at least tell me your name?"
He looked at the petite ginger and he patiently waited. "...Chuuya."
"Chuuya." He said testing it on his tongue. "Nice name. I'm Sakunosuke but most people call me Oda." He smiled.
Fandoms: 文豪ストレイドッグス | Bungou Stray Dogs
27 Oct 2018
Day 5: Chicken.
Dazai couldn't face Chuuya after Oda died.
- Part 6 of INKtober2018 prompts that I basically stole (BecuzKinktoberfreakedmeout)
- Part 4 of I’m Rarepair Trash And I’m Proud