Too Stoic for him?

|•Chapter 32:Forbidden Words•|

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Second Person POV

That was probably one of the most peaceful
naps Dazai Osamu himself has ever had, but something felt missing you were gone. How
though? He sure that you were locked in his
embrace plus you were heavily injured so how
would someone like you manage to get out.
Frantically looking til he noticed his coat was gone
and the curtains were frantically blowing around
everything, stretching his limbs out of bed and
heading to where the moonlight came from.

He saw you standing with his coat half worn on
due to you having an IV in one arm, holding the
other half as your hair blew in the wind. To him
you seemed so fragile one touch and your
shell would easily crack open.

"Isn't it cold out here?"Turning to face
him pink dusted across your cheeks and nose
from the coldness of the chilling breeze.
"Says the one without a coat or anything warm on."
Laughing at him as he joins along to coming
up and wrapping his arms around your waist
from behind going back to watch the moon.
"Well even though it's cold the view is always.
The moon is especially beautiful as well wouldn't
you agree, Darling." He spoke wondering if
those exact word had a meaning at all.

'Tsuki ga kirei desu ne' translates to
'The moon is beautiful,isn't it?' it was supposed
to be a more poetic way of saying 'I love you' but
  he couldn't have meant that he didn't even say
the exact line word for word. There wasn't no
way he could love you back you couldn't
convince yourself otherwise. He thought the
same but the other way around. Did she not understand me? or does she simply not feel the
same way either. No....she couldn't right we
were only meant to keep as something along
the lines of friends with benefits or
basically fuck buddies.

"Osamu, I agree." You suddenly spoke, agree
to what he thought that you love me too?
"Who knew you could be poetic too." Grabbing
your forearms to face you to him. Cupping each
of his cheeks in one hand as he leaned his head
into the touch, hands holding your wrists gently.
"I don't even know basic grammar that well.
Why do you think Kunikida scolds me all the time for it?" In the Mafia back then you didn't
experience going to school and getting an
education like most teenagers would do. So you
always struggle with those sorts of things.

*****

"You should be all good now. Also here's some
change of clothes."Yosano finished conducting
her checkup removing the IV out of your arm.
Not realising til now how much of you body hurts
and all the bandages that covered it at this point
you would be matching with Dazai.

"You sure you don't need help?"He asked you
while you changed slowly removing his shirt
that you wore. Your arms, stomach and left
shoulder were covered with bandages,
everywhere else had multiple scars from the
Mafia, Experimentations, Training and straight
up being clumsy sometimes. The worst of
them were from being shot multiple times as
punishment from a certain someone. He
decided to help you anyways due to not getting
aresponse sometimes you were stubborn.

"I know your body is hurting so let me help."
Forcing your arms gently through the sleeves
as he button up the shirt before reach out the
bolo tie wrapping it around fitting it nicely.
"Your so quiet today to what's on your mind?"
Digging your head into the crook of his neck
wrapping your arms around him not wanting
to let go for some peculiar reason. Pulling back
as he grabbed both of your hands with his
holding them bringing them up to his lips
kissing the back of them til he reached to the
end of the gloves looking up to you as if he
was waiting for you to give him an answer.
"Use your words Y/n."He's voice soft but husky.
"You may go ahead."As he smirked using his teeth
to slip the glove off revealing more permanent
scarrings you've always had.

Kissing the written kanji for lightning '稲妻'
"I always though these scars made you even more beautiful."Raising the other gloved hand
also using his teeth again to remove it this time
it had the written kanji for god '神' kissing it
as well. "You sure like to run your mouth
everywhere." "I'm just making you feel better
about yourself as a friend and whatever our
relationship is." Knowing he wasn't referring
you as a romantic couple. "Feel better about the
scars that remind me that I'm weak and that
I've failed." He sighed placing your hands
onto each side of his face with him holding
your wrists gently.

"Do I need to kiss all the scars to prove a point that your strong. I know it was beaten into your
blood by Kouyou and the boss before Mori that
your weak if you come back all beaten. But deep
down you should know their wrong."He had
you closer into his embrace, this man had the
damn audacity to make your knees weak for him.
"Alright I get it let me change now we have
some questioning to do."

*****

After your little emotional moment you had just
then you stood before Koyo's bed were she rested.
With Dazai in Atsushi also in the room as the
woman or should you say the demon herself
woken. "Hey ane-san. It's been a long time."
Dazai greeted her with a charismatic smile.
"You think such feeble bondage can restrain
me?"Her words spat right back at him.
"Of course not, if it can't hold back Y/n than it
can't hold back you as her old mentor. That's
why I'm keeping watch of you."He
chuckled right at her.

"Well it has been a long time indeed, traitor.
Everyone in the Mafia is after that head of
yours I am too for what you've done to her."
She spoke so spitefully you knew she hated
the idea of hope and love that's why you never
told her about your feelings you had for
the suicidal man. Though they were obvious.
"They'd better get in line and come get it one
by one." Dazai chuckled he wouldn't let it happen
"Lad is Kyoka alright?"She asked Atsushi
"She's has gone missing, thanks to you!"He
answered as Koyo started laughing menacingly
she was simply poking his buttons.

"What's so funny?!" Turning his arm into a tiger's.
"Leave her to me." Dazai spoke calmly nullifying
him standing up as he dragged Atsushi to
the door. "Go ahead." Pushing him out of the
room. "Now then... We're on the brink of war so
at the risk of sounding crude, I'll get straight to
the point. I'm sure you know what a prisoner is expected to do?" Shutting the door behind him.
"Koyo-dono with all due respect that I'll throw out
the window just this once. We demand to know
the Mafia's situation and future operation...
or things won't exactly get pretty."Threatening
heras she chuckled until you held a knife
up against her throat. You knew it

"You seem to have forgotten the Mafia's rules
my dear imouto. Loosen your tongue, lose your life."She recited that line you always use to
anyone in your way. "There's a squad amongst
your subordinates that specialise in interrogation specifically torture isn't there? Some times
there was incredible tough nuts from time to
time even they couldn't crack the nut open.
Whenever that happened one of us always went
to lend a hand, I think there hasn't been one
prisoner who hasn't spilled everything under
one of our interrogations." He locked the door as
you saw her facial expression change brows
frowned eyes wide and sweat trickling
as you pulled the knife away. You guys won't
joking around.

The only thing that could be heard was the
sound of both your knuckles cracking.
"Starting from now, things are gonna get
naughty and this isn't for children's eyes."