Slicing raw chicken fillet to make it easier to chew, Chuuya once again wonders how things turned out this way. Yes, Dazai mentioned that his mother died of an illness, but damn it, Chuuya would never have guessed that this disease manifests itself like this and no doctor has any idea what to do with it. When Dazai started showing the first symptoms, Chuuya had a hard time, but persuaded him to see doctors, and it didn't do any fucking good. As a result, Dazai refused to go to hospitals again and Chuuya resigned himself, in the end Dazai's photophobia became worse, any light source causes burns on his skin, Dazai talks less and less, reacts almost aggressively to strangers and for some reason can only eat raw meat without feeling sick.. Which is pretty disgusting. Chuuya himself suggested that Dazai move in with him, not that he can even leave the house now, so someone has to take care of him. Chuuya sighs wearily and goes into the bedroom with a plate of raw chicken fillet, Dazai seems to be asleep, so Chuuya quietly sits on the bed and runs his hand through his boyfriend's tangled hair. "Hey, stupid, wake up."