sitting atop the roof of the port mafia building, chuuya and Dazai watched the fireworks flash and pop as they lit up the sky, signalling that the new year was nearly upon them.

chuuya turned to Dazai and spoke bluntly, like he always did. “don’t think of jumping off this building, you maniac.” he said, for once in his life he looked a little awkward. “just.. appreciate the goddamn fireworks.”