dear freaking jerk.

29.4.20

I think the cold is comforting.
Being wrapped up in a blanket and cuddling with my boyfriend and my dog

Drinking hot chocolate I'm bed while wearing fuzzy socks and waking up from the dripping of rain on the window

But I also hate the cold.
I hate sitting in class freezing and walking home in the rain with a big uncomfortable raincoat on

And I hate waking up from a nightmare when the room is cold
It makes me feel bare.

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Chuuya slowly opens his eyes
His head is pounding and he can feel the wetness in his hair.
The room he's in is dark but not completely, there's a small lamp hanging on the ceiling with an exposed electrical wire, it's red

Chuuya first notices the room he's in, the feeling of the chair on his back and the rope on his wrist. Chuuya tries to focus his gaze on the figure in front of him

"Dazai..?"

Chuuya murmured. His vision comes clear slowly and he can see Dazai clearly. The messy hair, with closed eyes and a busted lip.
Dazai is wearing a white shirt with a big red stain on the shoulder

"Dazai!!"

Chuuya shouts. He tries moving but he can't, he's tied up "Chuuya don't move. You'll get rope burns" Dazai's voice is quiet, hoarse like his throat is dry or like he just woke up from sleep

Chuuya feels worried for a second and then he gets angry, sees red.

"What the fuck is going on? Why am I tied up in a chair? Who was this blonde man inside my house? What do I "not know"?! And why the fuck did you set me up?" Chuuya's voice breaks in the last question and Dazai swallows what little spit he has.

"I'm sorry Chuuya" it makes the redhead angrier "ABOUT WHAT!? Tell me what the fuck is happening!" Chuuya can feel his heart beating in his chest, louder then ever before

"How do I say it?"

"Clear."

Dazai sighed and closed his eyes before lookin at Chuuya right in the eyes

"I am the boss of the port mafia, that's my company the one I told you about. This blonde man is Fitzgerald, a man I took down years ago and busted his organization."

"What?" Chuuya is sure he didn't hear Dazai right. Dazai licks his lips, he's nervous you can tell from a mile away. The sweat is dripping down his forehead even though it's cold in the room

"I didn't connect the dots, I didn't think he will come after me again, after you. I.. it was poor planning, Chuuya." Dazai's leg is shaking up and down- anxiety.

"What dots you didn't connect Dazai?"

Chuuya asked taking a deep breath. He has a feeling he won't like it at all.

"All of the information was in her hold, warehouses, passwords, codes agents names documents everything. I don't know how I didn't thought about that before, godamit!!"

Dazai stamped his foot on the floor, they were bare.

"Who are you talking about?"

"I didn't think about it but now it makes sense.. you look exactly the same as her, like Akako."

"What?"

"Your mother worked at the port mafia Chuuya, I knew her, worked with her. She was my right hand lady."

"What!?"