Inspired by “The sailor song” by Gigi Perez.

In the mafia you and Dazai were close friends. At least that’s what everyone thought.

Close friends?

Close friends with something special you two could never put your hands on.

You two would sit on the roof of the mafia HQ and would share cigarettes, watching the sky and listen to songs. He didn’t had much interest in music so usually you picked. There was one specific song that you always liked and listened to it every night. “The sailor song” by Gigi Perez.

Tonight was the same. Of course, “The sailor song” was playing. You two weren’t talking, just enjoying the taste of the cigarette and watching the sky. A little something for tonight was the strawberries you brought for tonight. After a while you started mumbling the song.

”Oh, won’t you kiss me on the mouth and love me like a sailor? And when you get a taste, can you tell me what’s my flavor?”

You were just mumbling but it was a hint to Dazai.

His hand that was holding the cigarette froze and he slowly looked at you. And you looked at him too.

You crashed your lips on his.

He was shocked. He felt your taste on his mouth. Strawberry and cigarette. But before he could’ve do anything you pulled away, embarrassed. You excused yourself and stood up, leaving the roof earlier than usual. You didn’t know why, but you felt you have to leave after that kiss. And he just watched you go.

The next day you went on a solo mission.

You didn’t return for three months.

After those months when he received the information that you were found and were in the infirmary he rushed there. When he opened the door he saw you, sitting on the bed. He rushed to you and kissed you. He wanted to feel your taste again. He hugged you. When he pulled away he buried his face in the crook of your neck.

“You’re back…”

He whispered. But the answer made him freeze.

”Who are you?”

You asked.

He pulled away a bit, his heart shattering.

“What?…”