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you ran your fingers through his hair. it was soft. messy and knotted, but soft nonetheless. humming quietly under your breath enjoying your bound to be short lived peace. after all, the second he woke up, the show would be on the road. the stage was set. all that’s left was to draw the curtains.
dazai’s eyes fluttered open, slowly attempting to get used to the dim lighting. one by one his senses awoke. taking in the damp musk of the basement, the dull overhead light, and the soft dripping from somewhere in another room. and of course the feeling of your hands running through his hair and the ropes knotted around his limbs, securing him to the floor.
it took him a while to fully awaken; the sedatives you used were quite strong as a matter of fact. but when he did fully rise he was entirely alert. he attempted to pull his head from out of your reach, but with him being tied down there wasn’t much room to move or squirm away.
“aww dear don’t move around too much, i was cozy. and if you make too much of a fuss i’ll have to sedate you again, and we wouldn’t want that, now would we? although… you did look quite adorable, all lethargic like that. so peaceful…”
dazai’s eyes were frozen in shock for a couple of seconds before they quickly returned to their typical casual smile.
“well hello there (y/n)! fancy seeing you here! you wouldn’t happen to know why i’m all tied up, would you?”
you smiled. you knew dazai wouldn’t freak out. oh how nice, things were going exactly as you had planned. you caressed the side of his face before you began speaking again.
“well you know that waitress from the café we visit regularly? i couldn’t help but notice how much you’d been looking to her as of late… and the way she looks back!” you pulled him into your arms. “oh darling, i love you so much, i’m sorry but i simply can’t take the idea of you falling for anyone else. i have to keep you all to myself, you know that, right?”
because of the position you were currently in, you could no longer see dazai’s face, only hear his responses.
“all… to yourself?” it was a low mumble, not something he’d necessarily intended to say out loud. more so him processing the words that fell from your mouth.
“that’s right! all to myself! i would never forgive myself if i let the love of my life wander off with some random skank! that’d be horrible!” you spoke with such a cheery tone. “you know… i thought since we entered this relationship, i could trust you more to keep your eyes off anyone else. but it seems not. so now i have to teach you a lesson.” you pulled back, maintaining eye contact with him. his expression was unreadable.
“oh don’t give me that look dear! i’m not gonna hurt you, i swear! well, unless you consider not leaving this basement again hurting… then i guess i would be. but if you’re going with the more traditional definition of ‘hurting’ then she is the only one going to suffer.” you spoke in a reassuring manner. as if anything you had just said could be considered comforting in the slightest.
“she…?” he echoed back dumbly. as far as he was aware the two of you were the only ones here. who could be this ‘she’ you were referring to?
“oh! how silly of me! i didn’t even bring her out, my she’s probably still locked away in the closet, isn’t she? please just give me a quick second dear, i’ll be right back.” you stood up leaving dazai to rest on the floor, bindings still preventing him from getting up.
you strolled over to a wall lined with cabinets and opened it up, out fell a young black haired woman, eyes wide and squirming. the look on your face instantly melted from a lovesick smile to utter disdain as you stared down at her.
“you know, i wanted to slit her stupid fucking throat the second i got my hands on her, but i wanted to make sure you got to watch. i wanted to make sure you know what happens to the people around you when you don’t behave.” you grabbed her by her hair pulling her off the ground. through her gag you could hear a quiet whimper at the pain.
you picked up a knife laid on the edge of the countertop and held it to her throat. you only heisted for a second. trying to decide whether you’d prefer to make this quick or painless. it was his first offense after all, perhaps you should be merciful. and merciful you were. quickly gliding the blade along her neck. her eyes widened farther and she tried to let out a scream that was only drowned out into a pathetic choke by the gag and the blood she gargled on. the white bandana quickly turned red as it absorbed the liquid spilling out of her mouth and her shirt dampened as it soaked through with blood. soon enough she stopped squirming all together. so you let go, allowing her body to fall limp to the ground.
you casually kicked her body to the side, deciding that clean up would be something to take care of later. instead you moved over to dazai who was still on the floor, sitting up as much as he could with the constraints of the rope. you returned to running your hands through his hair, just as you had before he had woken up. he didn’t say anything and his expression was entirely unreadable. but that’s just fine with you. he’ll come around eventually.