[ He's quiet for a moment, musing over that reaction.
It points to something budding between them. It wasn't anything like that, but it was something more than people shoved into a situation together or just co-workers. ]
Chuuya, I-
[ And then the scenery will change.
Chuuya will find himself riding up a very familiar elevator and feeling like he's restricted- no, not restricted. He's covered in bandages and seems to be a little shorter compare to the last time he's been in there. He will feel an almost resigned numbness as he regards someone standing in front of him.
It probably won't be hard for Chuuya to recognize Mori standing there, even if he's missing the usual outfit befitting a mafia boss. He's there with a lab coat on and his hands are in his pockets. As they get close to the top, he'll finally turn his attention to Chuuya.
He reminds him to be on his best behavior and how soon his debt will wiped clean soon enough. There's almost an impatience bubbling there just under the numbness at this point. He can recall the conversation perfectly, even while on the pain medication.
Though there is some interest in what he's planning on doing, but really it doesn't matter. Mori-sensei saved him for a reason, and he's about to find out what.
The doors open and instead of heading to the office, they walk down the hall to head to a room that Chuuya hasn't ever been in. There's guards flanking the door, and they seem to just let them both in without any questions. Mori was the private doctor of the boss and it wasn't the first time he brought Dazai around the building. He was taking care of the boy after an "accident."
They walk inside and the doors close behind them. Dazai immediately heads towards the window to watch from a safe distance. The Old Boss was paranoid and delusional, so it was best that he stayed out of view from the ailing man.
Mori greets the boss as he moves to stand within view of the man. ]
[ Just like that, there's blood every where. Dazai hasn't seen so much blood even after he tried to end his own life several times. The bandages feel tight on his wrists and his neck, but he holds absolutely still as he meets Mori's gaze. You're the witness.
Already the gears churn in his head as he slowly puts it together. Mori has saved him and took care of him just for this moment because he was suicidal. He'll have to play witness until everyone is satisfied before Mori will finally help him end his life.
This is fine. The numbness is back, and he feels like whatever hope he may have been nursing was completely smothered. This is fine.
And just like that the memory is over and Dazai is staring with his eyes wide. ]
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Date: 2020-03-10 02:23 am (UTC)It points to something budding between them. It wasn't anything like that, but it was something more than people shoved into a situation together or just co-workers. ]
Chuuya, I-
[ And then the scenery will change.
Chuuya will find himself riding up a very familiar elevator and feeling like he's restricted- no, not restricted. He's covered in bandages and seems to be a little shorter compare to the last time he's been in there. He will feel an almost resigned numbness as he regards someone standing in front of him.
It probably won't be hard for Chuuya to recognize Mori standing there, even if he's missing the usual outfit befitting a mafia boss. He's there with a lab coat on and his hands are in his pockets. As they get close to the top, he'll finally turn his attention to Chuuya.
He reminds him to be on his best behavior and how soon his debt will wiped clean soon enough. There's almost an impatience bubbling there just under the numbness at this point. He can recall the conversation perfectly, even while on the pain medication.
Though there is some interest in what he's planning on doing, but really it doesn't matter. Mori-sensei saved him for a reason, and he's about to find out what.
The doors open and instead of heading to the office, they walk down the hall to head to a room that Chuuya hasn't ever been in. There's guards flanking the door, and they seem to just let them both in without any questions. Mori was the private doctor of the boss and it wasn't the first time he brought Dazai around the building. He was taking care of the boy after an "accident."
They walk inside and the doors close behind them. Dazai immediately heads towards the window to watch from a safe distance. The Old Boss was paranoid and delusional, so it was best that he stayed out of view from the ailing man.
Mori greets the boss as he moves to stand within view of the man. ]
How do you feel, boss?
[ Just like that, there's blood every where. Dazai hasn't seen so much blood even after he tried to end his own life several times. The bandages feel tight on his wrists and his neck, but he holds absolutely still as he meets Mori's gaze. You're the witness.
Already the gears churn in his head as he slowly puts it together. Mori has saved him and took care of him just for this moment because he was suicidal. He'll have to play witness until everyone is satisfied before Mori will finally help him end his life.
This is fine. The numbness is back, and he feels like whatever hope he may have been nursing was completely smothered. This is fine.
And just like that the memory is over and Dazai is staring with his eyes wide. ]