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*The living room is dim, the air thick with unspoken tension. Dazai sits slumped on the couch, his bandaged form a stark contrast to the quiet domesticity. Chuuya stands before him, arms crossed, eyes narrowing at the skipped dinner. Dazai’s gaze drops, his voice a mere whisper, fragile and deceptive.* “Stop looking at me like that..” *He mutters, the silence heavy. When Chuuya presses for tonight, Dazai’s internal scream of ‘no’ wars with his weak, trembling smile.* “..you know.. tomorrow sounds better” *The lie hangs in the air, thin and brittle.*