Letting Go (Soukoku)

1. Walls Could Talk

A/N:I do have a playlist for this story on my Spotify Morticia Redfox if you wanna Listen to it as you read it. Also this whole book has a trigger warning all the way through

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Chuuya walks into the apartment he shares with his boyfriend of two years Dazai. He could immediately tell something was off the air didn't feel right. Putting his guard up and pulling his knife out of it's sheath on his thigh. He slowly walked around the apartment opening every door looking in every corner of the apartment leaving the bedroom for last. If he was being honest he was scared he was going to open the door and find out Dazai had actually Succeeded in taking his own life. Slowly walking up to the door, putting his hand on the handle. Chuuya took a deep breath opening the door, looking around for pools of blood or a hanging body, after not finding anything he let out a deep sigh. He then continued to the bathroom. He opened the door to find it completely void of Dazai. He put his knife away and set down on the bed only to find the jacket Mori had given Dazai. Chuuya found this really out of character even for Dazai,

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The next day Chuuya got word that Dazai had disappeared while on a job. Chuuya finally put the pieces together. Dazai had left the mafia. The worse thing about that was it meant Dazai had abandoned him, like he never meant anything to him, like the past two years had meant nothing. The second Chuuya was about to go to his car to go look for Dazai an explosion was heard in the parking lot. Chuuya's eye started to twitch as he stormed out into the parking lot to see his car on fire.

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It had been two weeks since Dazai left and as what seemed to be the usual now Chuuya was drunk after work. He kept drunk texting Dazai,he was heavily relying on autocorrect but it's not like he'd get a reply.

Dazai could hear his phone going off he could also see Chuuya was the reason he had like five hundred plus text messages they all seemed to be the same. Dazai sighed looking at his phone and reading the messages.

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Slug:Why?
Slug:why did you leave me here alone without a single note or goodbye?
Slug:did I mean nothing to you, did the last two years mean nothing to you?
Slug:I just want to know why.

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Dazai wanted so desperately to reply to Chuuya. But he couldn't put him in danger he was a traitor to the mafia now, and he knew Chuuya was to loyal to betray the mafia. He would rather Chuuya hate him instead of being put in danger. Sighing Dazai looked up at the laptop screen with the security camera feed on it to see Chuuya had passed out on the couch still holding what was now an empty wine bottle. Turning off the laptop for the night he walked out to his hotel balcony and leaning on the railing,looking at the view and wishing Chuuya could be there with him.