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He wasn’t in the living room, where Chuuya left his gloves and hat, nor in the kitchen, and finding Dazai curled up on his bed, fully clothed and asleep on top of the covers, took him a bit off guard.
Something was definitely wrong, starting off from the fact Dazai was sleeping. Chuuya could count the times he had seen him asleep of his own accord on one hand.
Approaching the bed to try and assess the situation, Chuuya noticed his slight shivering, and the sickly pallor of his skin, and the ever present dark circles under his eyes, which seemed to be more pronounced than usual.
Dazai didn’t flinch in the slightest when he sat down on the bed next to him, staying asleep even as Chuuya brushed his sweat-soaked bangs out of his face, frowning at the heat radiating from him.Or: An occasion for Dazai and Chuuya to put some pieces of their relationship (?) back together presenting itself in the form of caretaking.
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14 Oct 2025
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No longer human was an ability that forged dependance.
Most people knew it as the ability that was only useful against other abilities, but it was much more than that. The ones who had the misfortune of coming into contact with his ability had described it as ‘A loss of something vital’ and told him it was highly uncomfortable.
he knew exactly what they meant, because since the day he was born, he felt like the same vital thing they had all described was missing deep inside his soul.
He had assumed it was a flaw inherent to him, something that had gone wrong in his making, rendering him inhuman and flawed in a way no other could be.Until the day No Longer Human was rendered unuseable.
OR : The day No Longer Human goes out of order and one Dazai Osamu is forced to feel the humanity his ability repressed.
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14 Oct 2025
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By the time he made his way to Chuuya’s apartment, the sky was already devoid of any sunlight— the sky a raging and angry navy blue, shrouded by clouds and the faint light that the moon omitted.
He spent too long sitting there, in that dark and bloody building. He spent hours tracing the dead look on Oda’s face, the dull expression on his skin. By the time he left, the body was cold, another vagrant reminder that everything good passes. He thought of Oda, skin flushed under the bar lights, warmed by alcohol and the idea of friendship. He would never see that again.
or: On the day of Oda's death, Dazai found his way to Chuuya's apartment.
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14 Oct 2025
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He quickly washes the mugs and pats them dry(ish) with the fish-patterned towel hanging from the oven handle, and gets to work. Dazai had rearranged the stuff in Chuuya’s kitchen cupboards too many times. His bottomless pantry is the main reason he still has some meat on his bones. So, it’s not hard to find everything he needs in Chuuya’s kitchen. A thermal mug, the main hope for Dazai’s success. Fresh peppermint leaves. Ginger. Lemon. A splash of honey to make the zesty concoction more velvety and envelop stupid chibi’s stupid sore throat like a stupid fuzzy little scarf.
He mentally cringes at the image.
This is nauseating. He’s getting too goddamn soft.or
Chuuya is sick. Dazai takes care of him.
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14 Oct 2025
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Chuuya used Corruption. Dazai wasn't there.
Enough from Dazai's perspective.
Whumptober Day 7: “Tell me that you’re okay, and I’m fine.”/Trapped with the Enemy/ Pushed Beyond Breaking Point
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- Part 3 of Enough
- Part 7 of Decadee's Whumptober Challenge 2025
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14 Oct 2025