(for once, dazai's not going to jab on this. he'll listen, happily, hands back to hovering and drying the bandages wrapped around his arm. while chuuya had an apartment, dazai found comfort in that shipping container he called home. it was nothing special, but it felt his.)
You did well for yourself, Chuuya. It's a nice thought.
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(for once, dazai's not going to jab on this. he'll listen, happily, hands back to hovering and drying the bandages wrapped around his arm. while chuuya had an apartment, dazai found comfort in that shipping container he called home. it was nothing special, but it felt his.)
You did well for yourself, Chuuya. It's a nice thought.