Continuation for bandagedheart.

[thesettingsun]

[Very few people get this dressed up for a bar crawl. It looks like it'd be hell to wash, and the only reason you'd wear it out to the bar is an obsession with fashion.

So that's one clue about who this patron sitting at a table is, since he forgot to tell other-Dazai how to identify himself. As for him, when he sees Dazai come in with bandages visible on his arms, he makes an (incorrect) assumption that this is the injury that caused that text and thus this is Dazai.

Well, he's half right, at least.]

Dazai!

Comments

[thesettingsun]

W-we will.

[He can agree to that and mean it. He won't waste any of his time with Dazai.

His tears slow to a sniffle, and eventually stop. He doesn't plan on letting go of Dazai anytime soon, however.]

[bandagedheart]

[Dazai is happy to hold him as long as he needs.]

Are you going to return to the library at all? Do you miss Oda and Ango?

[thesettingsun]

No. ...If I leave them alone for a while, they'll figure out that everything's fine and the world didn't end because I moved out.

[Flawless plan.]

[bandagedheart]

I won’t stop you from doing what you want, Kitten. I trust that you’ll come back to me no matter what happens.

[He almost wants to just resign from the ADA, but that simply isn’t an option.]

I’ll only regret leaving behind a few people when I die, but they’ll get along without me.

[thesettingsun]

I want to stay by your side.

[As for the people he'd regret leaving behind... The rest would be following him about the same time.]

[bandagedheart]

Then I’ll be here for you.

[Dazai feels his eyelids grow heavy, and he pulls a blanket up over the two of them as he snuggles in close to Shuji.]

Sweet dreams, Kitten.