Chuuya doesn't come back from Corruption just thanks to No Longer Human. It's a million other little things, that Dazai came to figure out about Chuuya and his fears. About what makes him tick and what brings him relief.

About what makes him human what he fears might strip his
humanity from him...

It's not just being at the right time at the right place and from the touch of a finger, bring Chuuya back. It took Dazai wits, patience and a lot of trust. Including when Chuuya was scared or furious, including when he was so crushed under the power of a
God he couldn't think through what he was doing. And all that transpires through each of their interactions. It shows in the way they interact, and how they understand each other.

They never felt like they owed each other anything, yet they're always watching one another's back
and are there for the other.

Today included. As distraught as he is, Chuuya won't back away. As difficult as Dazai gets, Chuuya won't give up. He just fears that it might be harder than the usual. But at least now he kind of see where Dazai is going. It's clumsy, terribly
rude and Chuuya isn't sure he can sort it out just now, but he wants to try.

"Look, I don't know what is fucking wrong with you but the little play is over. Curtains closed! You stop that shit right now or I'm telling Mori what exactly you told his favorite business partner
back there and why we really got out with that body count."

It's a vain threat. Chuuya won't do that. He'd be in as much trouble than Dazai to begin with, and he bears responsibility too. But Dazai's eyes narrow nonetheless, meaning he caught the bait.

"Yeah? How about I put in
the report that you were ready to whore yourself out?"

"Careful," Chuuya warns in a murmur, dropping the gauze as his habds fly to Dazai's collar.

Dazai's eyes are nothing but two slits now.

"What? I'm sure if you like it so much we can arrange things. Ask Kouyou to find you
a spot in one of her brothels?"

Chuuya's right hand convulses, his nails tearing at both bandages and skin under Dazai's ear. He can't help it. He's searing with anger right now. Outright outraged. But Dazai clearly has a fucking problem.

"You're insane!" he spits. "I barely
followed your stupid plan for a few minutes and if I recall, you're the one who got carried away and groped my ass, shit head !"

Chuuya never thought he'd say that allowed but it seems they're past considerations like that and embarrassment. Dazai isn't even using proper
honorifics, which isn't surprising when he's implying Chuuya is nothing more than a mere slut.

But at least, Chuuya barking back is efficient because suddenly Dazai seems to shrink on himself. It's subtle, because it's Dazai and he's in control of his movement and body language
but it doesn't go unnoticed for his partner.

Actually, Chuuya realized he pushed exactly the right button because Dazai's fingers curl around his wrists in an iron grip, as if he's ready to yank them away from his throat.

A few seconds pass. They feel like eternity.

"Why."
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