CHAPTER 6

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Dazai breathed the fresh cold air as he happily walked with Fyodor to who knows where

His face had a big grin as he looked around to see if there was anything fun to do, Fyodor on the other hand couldn't have been bothered to even look around, rather his attention was all on his bible.

"Hey Fedya, do you think the cold air right now could ever rival the Russian cold?" Dazai asks, trying to make the walk to somewhere (who knows where bro) more interesting with some small chatter

Fyodor looks up from his bible and turns to stare at Dazai, his dead eyes looking into Dazai's equally dead ones.

"No." He finally says and then goes back to reading

Dazai's face then deadpans at Fyodor's unsatisfying and dry as hell answer, ok then chatting with Fyodor isn't really all that nice right now, so he gives his attention to his surroundings again.

As he looks farther a head, he sees a playground, his eyes then sparkle at the thought of playing on the swings or slide, so he tightens the hold of Fyodor's hand on his as he bolts to the playground.

Fyodor almost dropped his bible but he had time to close it and hold it tight in his hand as he lets out a groan of annoyance because of Dazai's fast pace

As they finally arrive at the playground, Dazai let go of Fyodor's hand opting to go on the slide, Fyodor just stands there as he watches Dazai slide down again and again

"Fedya! Come on, stop standing there and come play with me!" Dazai yells as he runs over to the swings next, his face in a wide smile as he laughs while pushing himself on the swings.

Fyodor let's out a fond yet exasperated sigh and starts walking over to the swing next to Dazai

They both hold hands again as they swing, Fyodor's face in a small smile feeling a little content while Dazai had a wide smile, the moonlight basking both of them in its beautiful light.

Aizawa wasn't panicking, nope, not at all, it's just that he fucking lost two small children who look like they're malnourished and sick in the middle of the goddamn night, nope nope, he's in fact pretty amazingly fine! Yup yup!

Ok, who is he kidding? He has to find those two brats and bring them back home

So then, he sets out in the night looking for the little shitheads.

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