Undercare|| Fyozai

•Chapter seventeen

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J/ I do infact let the gang know i fw this song. So you have to too.      
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Dazai sits at his seat that Fyodor gave him. His eyes locked to the small windows in the small room of the helicopter.

"Fancy helicopter, indeed." He mumbles.

Fyodor sighs with and soft smile as he nods, cleaning up the bandeges and dirty weapons. "This old thing? Call me if you need anythin, dear." Fyodor says softly, almost affectionat. Dazai doesnt knows whats got in to his sweet delicounal maniac but he knows while he has been in meeting with The Book, something happened.

"Miheal."

Fyodor?'s eyes widden slightly, hearing Dazai call out his name the first time, to him.

Even how cold and unaffectioned the younger's voice is, people who grew up with no affectionate will take everything and call it love.

"Dont act like nothing happened. We are not close and you nor me care for eachother. Dont sct like i dont know it." Dazai's eyes are stone cold, his black hole eyes staring deep in to the older's soul, but he wont be effected, he is a man with no soul in the end.

Fyodor parts his lips to say something but then quickly changes his mind, knowing denying his words or trying to confess his feelings again wont do anything for him, Fyodor keeps his mouth shut. He walks to the man sitting infront of him and gently grabs his chin and plants a blooming, soft kiss to his lips before pulling away.

"Call me when you feel the need to."

End leaves the room.

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"Tense."

Dazai rolls his eyes as he crosses his legs, looking anywhere but the floating hand on the air that has an smirking mouth on the middle of its palm.

"What do you know about relationships?"

"Oh so you do admit that man is your boyfriend?"

"Say what you want, you emotionless item."

"I dont think im so diffrent from you, mortal, in that."

Dazai raises an eyebrow, confused vut mostly suspicous. Still trying to sallow down his feelings.

"What do you mean?"

"People also view you as emotionless, as much as you to me."

I know. I do too.

Is what Dazai wanted to say, what he thoughted. So thats what the blue print heard. "How do you know that?"

"I read the minds of the people in this flyer."

Dazai's eyes eidden with a wash of something. Something that he still hasnt put his finger on. He jolts forward a little as he asks with eyes a little wide with, curiousty?

"Is that what you read in Fyodor's mind?"

"No. Others."

Dazai's eyes softens slowly as he leans back again, now his head angled to stare at the floor. He was a fool to belive Fyodor once. If he does that twice he is dead. Or worse. Probably.  A mistake is acceptble to learn, two is deathly and tree mistakes is the end where you are no longer in the game. Is what Mori said, sometime, somehere. He doesnt really remembers. All his memory with Mori is blurry his early childhood is blank to the moment he had met the doctor.