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That’s the way Fyodor finds him, letting himself into the hotel room Dazai’s holing up in. He’s not surprised when Fyodor steps in. He’d known Fyodor was in the area, of course-- how could he not? The man had practically been courting him all week, leaving dead bodies and various minor terrorist attacks in his wake.
Dazai’s face down on the mattress when Fyodor peels the door open. He doesn’t budge, only makes a vaguely disappointed noise into the pillow and mumbles against the fabric, “There’s a rat in my room…”
“You look well, Dazai.”
Dazai does turn his head at that, but only to glare at the man. Dazai knows he most certainly does not look well-- he’s sweating, clothes sticking to him, hair matted, skin pale. He took too much. Fyodor blurs in his vision.
drugged sex fyozai + past trauma <3