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As Chuuya sat on his floor he was freshly aged 19 with a birthday cupcake from Kouyou right infront of him he questioned where he went wrong in life. Just 2 months ago he and his fiance where sitting on the beach together laughing and joking like two chaotic teenage girls.
"Why does it have to be like this" Chuuya whispered so softly.
It was the first words he heard all day and all he could think about was why Dazai would ever abandon him, he thought they were perfect together. Yes they had fights but every normal couple does, they would argue whenever Dazai would come home absolutely wasted starting a fight so cute would hit him as a form of self harm, another cause of their arguments was whenever Chuuya stopped eating or wasn't eating enough.
It was okay though because Chuuya was definitely over his ex fiance. He never needed him then and he won't need him now.
"-uuya, Chuuya, Chuuya are you awake in their" Kouyou quietly whispered as not to talk over her boss as they are in the middle of a very important client meeting. "Pay attention"
"Kouyou I'm trying my best to but this is so boring" Chuuya replies on a hushed voice and a sigh, he really didn't want to be here.
After the meeting Chuuya hops on his motorcycle and speeds down the streets of Yokohama at an alarming fast pace, in only a few minutes he gets to his very own not mafia owned gigantic penthouse.
After entering everything felt... off. Luke there has been someone inside who moved everything one inch too far from where it was when he left this morning.
Chuuya entertained the thought of Dazai breaking in because he was the only one who was able to bypass Chuuya's security system, but decided that Dazai left four years ago and him thinking that things in his home have moved was probably just dreariness from lack of sleep.
Chuuya just wanted to sleep but knew he wouldn't be able to no matter how hard he tried, so decided to the only thing that's let him get a peaceful sleep in the past his precious wine. After a few long minutes of looking for cheap wine that would get him very very drunk, he found a great bottle and popped the cap with his ability.
He would never admit, but anyone who's ever been drinking with Chuuya would know that he's a lightweight but another problem is they he gets very very very confrontational when drunk, like he confessed his love for Dazai and they had been married for 5 years albeit they haven't been in contact for the past four years.
Being the absolute idiot that Chuuya was he decided to call up his ex husband labeled on his phone as 'mackerel'.
It went to voicemail, as it always had over the past 4 years, but that doesn't matter Chuuya could still give it a piece of his mind.
"Are you still to much of a coward to face me Osamu, or still to scared to even talk to me over the phone" he starts "I genuinely don't know why I'm even doing this, you have definitely changed your number so this is absolutely entirely pointless, or maybe you blocked me but gods I hope not, since I know this won't reach you I guess I can say whatever I want." His voice turns more solemn and sad like his words were more a cry for help instead of actual blind hatred. "I hate you Osamu, I hate you with my whole soul, for leaving, I hate you Osamu for marrying me, I hate you for leaving, and for being too much of a coward to even say goodbye. I hope you live a long torturous life of suffering for all that you have put and other through, if it wasn't for you I could still be happy with the sheep, or maybe even the flags would still be alive"
After pouring his entire soul and heart out onto a phone he hung up, hurling his phone into the nearest wall.
Quickly hurrying towards his bedroom Chuuya went to his bed and passed out from the overload of emotions.
Osamu Dazai's entire life completely changed after the left the Mafia, it was what he dreamed of his entire teenage years. He took Oda's words to heart and was trying to follow them as best as possible. He was sincerely becoming a good, as good as a ex mass manipulator and mass murder could be, but still it was progress.
'Hmm what's this?' Dazai thought to himself as he picked up his phone off his bedside table. After his very chaotic night with the agency Dazai practically fell asleep the second he entered his apartment, even though he heard the sound of his ringtone last night he declined it telling himself he would check tomorrow because he was too tired. Obviously that was a horrific mistake that he was just now noticing because when he checked his notifications he saw that it was from 'slug<3'
"What the absolute hell!?" He shouted probably waking others up because the dorm walls were so thin. He had only woken up and getting a call from his ex who he left was the last thing he expected to happen.
After Dazai had chosen to listen to the voicemail he was very very very confused and a little chipper. Happy because after all this time he could hear his husband's voice in something that wasn't a recording from Dazai's Mafia days and confused because why the hell would Chuuya call him, wasn't Chuuya very angry at Dazai. Dazai honestly understood why Chuuya would be mad he hadn't left in the nicest way.
The only way to solve this weird mystery was decided, Dazai must visit Chuuya's home.
He quickly put on his work outfit making a mental note to visit Chuuya later that day.
"Dazai?! Why are you here this early you normally arrive in four hours, finally we can have a productive day" Kunikida applauded he was proud his reminders seemed to finally be working.
"I'm just trying to be an amazing worker KuNiKiDa" Dazai responds.