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Wellcome, ladies and gentlemen's to my first work
If you see this, please let me know how to improve because I know I’ll make mistakes, thanks! (≧▽≦)
Chuuya wakes up in the middle of the night after hearing his apartment door shut. He quickly grabs the nearest thing to him.
A TV remote (feels scary in his hands.)
He tiptoes to his bedroom door and peeks outside; what he sees should have been expected.
He finds the demon prodigy looking him straight in the eyes when he opens the door, looking like a kicked puppy
Chuuya blinks once, twice. Caught off guard, wondering what his idiotic partner wants this time, and this late at night too.
"What are you doing in my house! Did you pick my door lock?!"
Dazai doesn't answer, which worries Chuuya even further, before he can ask again, Dazai answers him
"My container is cold, and it's raining."
Chuuya finally notices the water dripping from dazai's hair and clothes, he puts the remote control back turns on the lights.
"Ok you answered one of my questio-"
"Yes, I picked at your door lock, it was easy too."
Chuuya goes from being worried to being pissed the fuck off, his right fist is itching to punch the bastard. But he doesn't
Sigh." why do you have to make everything my problem?"
Chuuya immediately regrets his words when he sees the heartbeat on dazai's face. Dazai heads back to the door
"Then I'll leave."
"Dazai, you don't have to leave.. I don't exactly hate it when you're my problem"
Dazai turns back around, and looks surprised at Chuuya words to say the least
"Really?"
"Yes, now go to the bathroom and take a bath, I don't want you getting a fever. You know your way around the apartment, use whatever you need"
Dazai stands there, not expecting Chuuyas kindness 'he's probably just tired, and doesn't want to deal with me' Dazai thinks. But still, at the same time, he knows it's not true
He knows that very deep in his very human heart, Chuuya cares about him. And for that he would give Chuuya the world.
Chuuya is already in his bedroom when Dazai is overthinking, trying to get back into his comfortable and warm position
"Come to bed once you're not stinky, ok?"
"... Yeah"
Dazai slowly heads to the bathroom. Once he's there, he removes his bandages, and becomes instantly disgusted by his own scars
They're spread all over his body, both from self harm, and battle, some even accidentally. But that doesn't matter
They're still there, and Dazai absolutely hates them. They're a sign of weakness, vulnerability, fragility, imperfection. And he absolutely hates it
Yet he creates more. And more. Every single day.
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Once Dazai is out of the shower, the first thing he does is wrap himself in new bandages. Then he dresses in the pajamas belonging to him. He keeps lots of his things in Chuuya's house.
He steps out the bathroom and into the bedroom, only to find Chuuya asleep. So he just gets comfortable under sheets with him. He can annoy him again tomorrow
'The baby need rest to grow' he thinks to himself, before falling asleep as well
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This is the end, hope you guys enjoyed.
I plan to update these oneshots everyday, if I don't update tomorrow. I'm so sorry (˚ ˃̣̣̥⌓˂̣̣̥ )