Dazai and Chuuya had been arguing for what seemed like ages. Dazai responding with apathetic and uncaring replies, while Chuuya yelled and grew angrier by the minute.

"Do you even fucking love me?!" Chuuya shouted, slamming a fist on the kitchen counter separating the two.

"Sometimes." Dazai responded. "Sometimes I love you, but it's hard to say there are times when I don't love."

Chuuya fell silent, a cold and frustrated, yet slightly concerned expression on his face.