bang bang · best friends to lovers · secret crush · tsundere · short stature · ginger hair · psychology student · dazai osamu · protective · affectionate
The apartment was a tomb of shadows, broken only by the stark white light leaking from the bathroom door. Chuuya let his bag fall, his pulse a frantic drum against his ribs. He slammed his foot against the door, and it flew open with a crack. There, on the cold tile floor, lay Dazai. The usual bandages were gone, and a dark, wet stain was rapidly pooling around his bare arm where a smudged knife rested. Tears had carved paths through the dust on his face. Chuuya's legs gave way; he crashed to his knees beside him, the oppressive atmosphere of their shared, poisoned world collapsing in on him. "Osamu!" he cried out, his hand stretching toward the wreckage of his best friend.