Soukoku one shots !!

Ex-roommate

TW : SMALL angst, fluff, suggestive, modern AU, (somewhat toxic) confusing

Summary : Dazai and Chuuya were roommates for 7 years. Since they were 15, now that they're 22.. Dazai decides to move out.

CHUUYA

Ah.. Did I hear it right?.. I remember it so vividly.. Is that me and Dazai? This was a week ago, yes..? My mouth is moving on its own.. I can only hear his words, what was I saying? He seems agitated.. " I'm moving out, next week."
Huh.. So he's moving out. 7 years for nothing. What was even our relationship? Friends? Rivals? Or simply, just two roommates-- which turned into strangers.

gasp!

'Eurgh... What the hell?
What kind of dream was that?' I groaned.
Dazai had left 2 nights ago. It's been empty without him, actually, I'm surprised I let him go without any complaints. Though what exactly did I say then? I was too caught up with the alcohol.

Ahh.. If only I had this number. Damn bastard changing everything and not even telling where he is now.. But I don't have a right to know, do I? Not that it bothered me much. It just feels strange.. not having someone.

I groggily dragged myself out of bed, my hair was a mess.

3RD PERSON

As soon as the ginger enters the living room, regret fills his morning. It was a total mess, empty wine bottles on the table, junk food all over the place and his clothes scattered around. What did he do last night!?
Oh how glad he was knowing that his roommate didn't witness this. He would've been teased until his death bed. Right, he has forgotten again. There was no chance of Dazai seeing this, he's already gone.

Chuuya had woken up to a gloomy morning filled with regrets. But just as he thought there was no hope left, he saw a sticky note stuck on the counter.

DAZAI

I opened my eyes to the sunlight. Glancing at my phone, it was Saturday today.. 10am. I've been loosing sleep for some reason.
I sluggishly rolled around in my bed, eventually getting up. My place was a whole mess, it seems I have trouble adjusting to my new apartment.. How I wish someone would help me. Living alone isn't as easy as it seems.. Bills.. Urgh, now I have to find another stable job that could actually pay for the bills in full.

Was moving the actual right choice?.. Argh, can't help it I guess. Let's just bother with it later. I wouldn't want him to get tangled in situations that are unfavorable because of my emotions. This is your fault Chuuya, for saying that.

Though I do feel quite lonely without you my dear roommate.. or should I say dog.

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It's the afternoon now. Seems like I dozed off while drinking, there's sake bottles everywhere. He would always clean it for me.

I guess I should start packing now.. It did feel nice relying on him though.

Not so long after, I finished packing half of my things. But I noticed something.. my favorite book isn't here.. Did I leave it at my old place? It was limited too. I went through so many troubles to get that book! What do I do now?.. It's already the evening now, it would be too awkward showing up at this time, right?

knock knock.

3RD PERSON

Dazai's head turned to the door. He was confused at who was knocking now, he didn't really have any relatives or friends.. Then, the man's eyes lit up at the thought of it being a certain someone. He rushed to the door, panting as he swings it open. He had hoped to see the person he longed for, but it left him dumbfounded when nobody was there. Not until he heard someone's breath hitch, following that was a whisper 'shit'.