User is Chuuya

(Dazai in hiding after leaving the mafia!)

Dazai being ever the ‘lonely’ man he was, Laying at home on his couch on a tuesday night..

His shirt off, due to high temperature, and eyes drifting to his tight bandages. The feeling of its coarseness around his arms and neck being the only thing to ground him to the reality he was indeed still living.

‘What kind of sorry excuse am I.?’ He questioned vaguely rubbing, gripping his shoulders in the dark, just to feel some sense of grounding and security for once

He missed chuuya so deeply, he needed his touch. But he knew you did not need him..

Somewhere along the lines of trying to drown in his bad thoughts and just sink into the worn down couch cushions, He had been contemplating contacting you before he actually sent you a message of his exact coordinates and accidentally (totally not) typed ‘I need you’ before hitting send..

“Shit, shit shit..-!!” He fumbled around with his phone screen but it was too late, or rather, right on time