[You’re having a pretty good day right now, Dazai, don’t deny it. Injuries aside, you’re being nursed and cared for and fed and allowed to be lazy. You got cuddles. And you can entertain yourself by being an ass to Chuuya.

Although Chuuya really isn’t very happy about that last part.

Because he spent four years wondering why Dazai left. He has some of the pieces, but not all, and there’s only one person who can actually answer all of his questions. Unfortunately, he’s also the least likely of all to actually explain anything.

There’s a moment of hope. Actual hope. And then he quickly deflates again, angry with himself more than Dazai.]

I celebrated after you left. [No, he hadn't, he'd tried to look for Dazai, because he'd been worried.] I went out every night for a week straight, buying people rounds to make sure there was a proper party.

[Well. He had spent a lot of time drunk. ]