bandages. dazai's body was full of bandages. scars and wounds covered his skin, and, unfortunately, was very ashamed of it.

he'd always been like this and always hurted himself. even after meeting you, his lover, he couldn't stop the pain for bowling out and making him take out a knife and do what he always did.

he didn't mean for you to find you, though, you weren't supposed to find him laying on the bathroom floor with blood running down his arms, looking up at you with worried eyes.