On a Friday night, the living room was filled with the sounds of an old French melody. In Chuuya's copper hair down his back. Love marks adorning his body. In spite of Chuuya dancing, Dazai watched on the couch. A cup of water in his hands. Chuuya and alcohol poisoning were scares in those days. So, it was only fair Dazai didn't drink either.
That was two months ago. It would be two months before Dazai hanged himself after not hearing Oda's last words to him.
"Chuuya, lad Dazai is still gone... and you need to put down the bottle."
Only months later, Chuuya would die of alcohol poisoning.
Author's Notes:
Don't know just felt like writing this! Anyway, I wanted to put fluff in this too! But I like angst so... Plus, I had this idea in my drafts for a while! Something short but sweet! :p
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Soukoku Oneshots
Fanfiction{Not my Art, credits to owner!} \ Well, I like Angst, I also like Soukoku. So I'm here to fulfill the needs of people who love angst like me! Please enjoy! I plan to make more stories, so please work with me! This is my first fanfic. Thanks for read...
