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    Dazai blinked up at Chuuya like he’d been dragged out of a dream too fast—hair a mess, mouth parted and bitten-raw, eyes bright and unfocused. His pupils were blown in that sickeningly endearing way that made Chuuya want to bury his head in Dazai’s chest and sink the earth into its own foundations.

    He looked pretty. He looked wrecked. He looked like he’d hate anyone else seeing him like this.

    There were too many warring emotions in Chuuya’s chest to make sense of any of them, but he knew what he wanted to do, so he did it—he leaned in and kissed the exposed gap at Dazai’s throat where the bandages had unraveled, so careful it almost didn’t make sense.

    Dazai’s throat moved. He tried to smirk. Couldn’t quite get it to stick. Then Chuuya opened his mouth and sunk his teeth into the vulnerable skin—gentle, but undeniably possessive. A claim placed right where Dazai’s pulse betrayed him.

    You are alive. I won’t let you leave.

    Chuuya’s patience is a kind of pressure. Dazai caves to it in increments.

    or: valentine’s day, teeth, then warmth. a bruise that feels like being kept, or maybe a few.

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