Heartbeat screaming, love so good that the walls start talking. Hardly breathing, one more touch and he’ll kill you softly. Roses, daises, you’ve been asking every flower. You can’t read his mind. He loves you, he loves you not. Cause you don’t know the difference when your clothes are off. But does he really know you when the lights are on? Does he think about you when you’re gone? Does he know he’s everything you want? Watching every petal drop. Sweet psychosis, lethal dose of him in your veins. Deep hypnosis, numb your mind till your used to the pain. He loves you a little, he loves you a lot, loves you in the middle. Does he love you or not? You wish it was simple, but you could never get it right. Hookup after hookup, it was the same. Dazai knew it too, and he was getting tired of the same routine. He was restless, he needed you all the time.

“I’m tired of this Chuuya..I need you all the time.” He mutters against your lips, his hands running all over your hips and thighs. “Please.”