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Silence hangs in the apartment, broken only by the wind's persistent rattle against the frosted windowpanes. A deep, invasive cold has settled into the walls, making the very air ache. In the dim glow of a solitary lamp, Kunikida stirs from a shallow sleep. His breath fogs before him. His gaze finds the shape on the floor—Dazai, curled tight on the hardboards, wrapped in a pitifully thin layer of blankets, shivering visibly even in the low light. Something fierce and tender clenches behind Kunikida's ribs. He pushes himself up, reaches across the gap, and his fingers close gently but irrevocably around Dazai's arm. "Osamu," he murmurs, his voice scraped raw from sleep and concern. "Come back to bed. Under the blankets. I can't... I won't watch you burn with fever again." His grey-green…