skk 15

Bad day

It wasn't something unusual for Dazai, he usually felt down, yet sometimes it felt different. His bad days were hours of rotting in his bed, his head full of thoughts. They were running in his mind, taking away all motivation for even the simplest actions

Chuuya also had a bad day today, he was thinking about everything. He didn't speak about it but sometimes he was coming back to the day he was betrayed by his old organization... His day immediately became worse

They both were starved. They were starved for affection, touch... Yet they had no one to give it to them... Not counting each other

Their usual teasing and arguments were pushed away, just for one day, one night... Chuuya's apartment, the only thing Dazai brings is his crab plushie (it will end up on the floor anyway). He lies down on the bed next to Chuuya and cuddle with him. His bandaged arms wrap around Chuuya's chest and he bury his face in Chuuya's neck, just to feel Chuuya's hands wrap around him, rubbing his back slowly. Their minds are getting silent as they both enjoy this comfortable evening, bad day turning into nice, comfortable night...

"You're hoodie is soft... Don't be surprised if it'll dissapear from your wardrobe soon" Dazai whispered, his voice muffled as his face is still buried in Chuuya's neck