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(Cost of Freedom)

I have written only a little of Dazai's and Chuuya's past.. Though, I will give out one irony of a hint: their past's could've been the same very easily.

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A tiny little snippet I'm working on right now..

Cost of Freedom; chapter V (work in progress) !

🤍💜 dazai and sigma..?

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You check this out. I did it for one of your post that captivate my heart

Wow!! Thank you so much, I appreciate it 🤍! I'm so glad you liked it <3

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Hello hunnterr

You're indeed a great writer. I fell in love with your stories as son as i stumbled on your profile . Weldon.

Are you open to suggestion?

Hello ettisy! Thank you for checking in with me, of course, whatever you wanna suggest I'm up for it. 🤍

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—The Cost of Freedom; chapter 4.

His eyes are no longer blue. Their colour had faded into brown completely.

Chuuya’s gaze lingers on them. He feels his chest tightening. He grips the countertop with his hands, tightly.

Eyes.

He had taken Dazai’s eye out.

His eyes are brown now— what is this? Karma?

”Tch,” Chuuya lets out, “My brain is screwing with me.” He thinks to himself. Then he leans closer, his hips pressing into the countertop, as his face comes closer to the mirror, gazing at his eye.

It isn’t the same shade of brown, surely. It is.. lighter than Dazai’s— his are dark. Well, usually dark, depending on how big or small his pupils get. His eyes can get lighter in the Sun. And in certain angles too.

Chuuya stares— but they definitely aren’t the same.

Dazai always had a more relaxed gaze. Not a sharp one, like Chuuya’s. He often found them to be round, and his pupils could get so big to make his eyes almost appear black. Chuuya always found that oddly amusing.

He never told him that, though. He never told Dazai how interestingly stupid his eyes were to him. Maybe he should have.

Maybe if Dazai had taken his hand that day— maybe Chuuya would have told him how stupidly odd he found his eyes to be.

And how fucking sorry he was for taking one away.

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