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Dazai was on his bathroom, pills amd blade with him. All of this was going to end here. He slowly took the pills, strong enough to took him down.
After he took the pills the blade would get his time to shine. He unmade his bandages, got his blade. At first he just feels the coldness of the blade on his scarred skin.
It’s just a drug. He thinks. Cutting yourself it’s just like a drug. It’s addicting, you started just to experienced, to relieve your pain until you get addicted, until you depend on it.
Then the first cut it’s made, deep, too close to his vein, then the second one it’s made, and then consequiteves cute are made, until thr bathroom brcomes a bloody mess. Blood on the sanitary, dripping on the floor, a medicine blister pack empty on his side. And Dazai? Slowly losing his conscience.
It was time, time to everything end, his embarrassing existence ending.
He for maybe the first time was happy, he was going to die. Would the agency ever think of him after? He doesn’t really know, but now that doesn’t really matter.
He smiles while losing counscience and bleeding.
His eyes open, everything it’s too bright, voices outside, but he can’t hear them.
He feels hands on him, nurses trying to put an acess on him, while saying “He messed up on my work” referring to the opens wounds in his wrists
It kinda of hurts. Why’d he even wake up? Why’d he even hear such a thing?
He doesn’t know why he is on hospital, who took him there? Who even found him? Until he heard a voice.
“Hey, shitty mackerel it’s better you remain alive, because the only one who can kill It’s me!” Chuuya, It’s chibi’s voice. Of course It’s him.
“Ha, chibi, you care that much for me?” He tries to joke, but his voice is to low, his body is to light, he doesn’t havr energy to put on a mask. He only can be his pathetic self.
Dazai feels humiliated, having to pee on a bucket, to the doctors check If the medicine is still on his organism. He’d prefer have died, but chibi, Chuuya still on his side, in the entire night. Helping him pee, helping him eating, drinking water.
He spends a few days in the hospital, but it isn’t the worst time of his life, becaude his dear dog, is there with him. How could someone have such a loyal dog?
Chuuya, his other half, the other part of his soul.
Who’d have thought? Chuuya remaining on his side everyday of his hospitalization. The agency members come and go, and Chuuya remains.
Each day a agency member visited him, first Atsushi with Kyouka, then Yosano, Kunikida, the Tanizaki siblings, Ranpo, Kenji, Fukuzawa.