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“Dazai?”

Looking for his partner, Chuuya walked deeper into the apartment they shared.

“Dazai why are all the lights off.”

A slight breeze nipped at his ankles, and Chuuya turned towards the open window.

The redhead tilted his head, squinting to get a better look beyond the fluttering curtain.

“…Dazai?”

Panic shot through his system with adrenaline taking over his common sense as his eyes focused on the brunet dangling a single foot above the balcony with every intention of slipping past the boundary that separated him from death’s embrace.

Chuuya felt his body react before he could register what was happening.

“Osamu!”

A flurry of limbs. The rustling of the curtain. The brightness of the moon.

“Chuuya…?”

“Dazai-“

Chuuya’s strained voice greeted his ears. “Dazai grab onto the ledge over there. Hurry!”

The brunet gazed up at his partner’s face, unable to believe his eyes.

“Chuuya….Why are you here.”

Struggling against the heavy weight against his arm, Chuuya spat out his irritation.

“Never mind that and just hold on!”

Amber eyes continued to stare at sapphire eyes and the auburn hair that glowed faintly under the silver moonlight.

“Chuuya…”

“WHAT?”

“Why?”

Cerulean clashed against hazelnut with a quiet fire stirring deep within those stormy eyes.  

“Why what Dazai,” the redhead huffed. “Hurry up, and grab onto the empty ledge over there!”

The brunet’s voice was unusually tender and full of awe unlike his normally sharp and bitting tone he used when commanding his subordinates and Chuuya on the battlefield.

“Why are you crying?”

Startled, Chuuya brought a free hand up to his face only to feel the wetness against his cheeks as tears fell down onto his partner’s face.

He sharply inhaled.

“I-“

And shut his eyes.

A confused, quiet voice whispered out into the dead of the night.

“I don’t know.”