”Fyozai AU where they just run away to some snowy country, and smoke cigarettes while all their friends try to find them.”

Though you two were enemies, Fyodor had invited you along to a visit to his home country during the winter season. The snow was quite lacking in Yokohama, so you willingly accepted.

Fyodor and you were sitting in a clearing in the forest, though not very far away from where Fyodor had invited you to stay, the snow coming down heavy as the smoke from the cigarettes filled the air, swirling in patterns and mixing with the falling snow, ignoring all calls your (Dazai’s) coworkers forwarded to you out of worry. You two chuckled, often playing mind games between eachother and not speaking much, you still appreciated it, your cheeks read from the cold as you slightly shivered.

“Cold?” The Russian said in a monotone voice, slightly tilting his head.