#kunizai angst

[dazaisms]

❀°:.• THIS CAN'T GO ON ANY LONGER

synopsis. they need to talk. he can't cope with this any longer.

pairing. kunikida doppo × dazai osamu (bungo stray dogs)

cw. angst, established relationship, break up angst guys. mentions & depictions of su1c1d3.

Kunikida loves Dazai. Of course he does. He is the blonde's beloved boyfriend after all.

Everything seemed perfect, too. At least, to those who didn't see right through them.

Few people could see Kunikida's health, mental and physical, quickly deteriorating. Yet, nobody but the man himself knew the cause of it.

But when something affects Kunikida, he makes it his goal to fix it instantly. But he hasn't. Why?

Because he couldn't do it. He knew it would break Dazai, and that would only break himself.

But he has to do it. It's now or never.

All because he was tired. Tired of Dazai's rambling about Chuuya. Tired of staying up late and waking up in the middle of the night because Dazai had attempted again.

Don't get him wrong, he absolutely loves Dazai and loves helping the brunette. But his body, and his mental well-being couldn't keep up with it.

And absolutely none of it was in his ideals.

But he didn't think things through before calling Dazai over to talk. With the way he stated it, too, he knew that his boyfriend would be panicking and just brushing it off and bottling it up.

But he was losing sleep, and he couldn't take it any longer. He can't get up to bandage Dazai's arms, he can't get up to get him from the roof and comfort him within his embrace.

He was physically and mentally exhausted.

Which is why he had to do this. He had to break up with Dazai.

At least until the two of them had improved mentally.

...

It didn't take long for Dazai to make it to Kunikida's door, rushing in immediately, his breathing heavy.

"Kuni? Hey, is everything okay? Why did you need to talk so suddenly?"

The bandage covered brunette rushed towards the taller blonde, panic settled in his eyes and his hands desperately gripping the others arms.

Kunikida took a deep breath, slender fingers pushing his glasses up his nose before he spoke, in a shaky voice (which was very unlike him).

"Listen, 'samu. You do know I love you, and you mean the world to me, correct?"

Dazai stared up at him, mouth agape and eyes almost doe-like as he nodded. "o-of course i know, kuni! you remind me everyday! what's going on? are you okay?"

All Kunikida could do was let out a quiet sigh and shake his head, gentle hands pulling the other's away from his body.

"I love you so much, dear. But this can't go on any longer, I cannot deal with this any longer. Make me out to be the bad person, hate me, despise me, I don't care. As long as you're smiling and happy.

"But for the sake of my own health, I'm breaking up with you. At least until my mental and physical health are recovered, if you would take me back after, that is. But if we stay together, it will be too dangerous for the two of us. Just please, do not resort to attempting again because I'm doing this.

"I'll still be here when you desperately need me, but please. I just.. I need to break up with you."

After taking in his words, Dazai slowly and gently pulled his hands out of Kunikida's grip. His mouth opened and closed, as if he was trying to say something, but nothing came out.

"R-right. I understand, kunikida! If that's what you really think is right, then it must be, hm?"

Dazai spoke with a close-eyed smile, his head tilted to the side a little. He pulled himself away from Kunikida as a whole, walking backwards towards the door, before spinning around to leave.

"I'll.. see you at work tomorrow."

When Dazai had left, Kunikida finally let himself break down. He sat on his bed, pulling his glasses off and letting his tears fall into the palms of his hands.

He knew Dazai was hurt, and he was just faking the smile to hide it all.

He knew what he did hurt Dazai Osamu. Which made him unsure if he would actually see him at work the next day.

Spoiler alert: he doesn't.

toby's notes ;

more angst, i really am allergic to happiness :3 /j

[vivizaii]

wanted to live but didnt x wanted to die but didnt </3

im gonna shoot myself in the hea

[lotus-pear]

mourning black and the death of ideals

[riolone-moon]

Knkdz expressing their love for each other

And of course, Dazai messing with Kuni

[mk4u10]

They make me sick. They should all kiss honestly-

[sickficideas]

dazai being very idle and quiet when sick or badly injured hurts kunikida a lot to see because he can’t believe it but he wants to see dazai be his bubbly annoying energetic self again, he tries to get him to say something or do something to mess with him or trigger his silly antics cause it’s sad to see him like this

I saw this on Twitter recently and this ask made me think of this because it's canon 😭 They get very concerned when Dazai is like this, he's hard to speak to and it's scary because he's never like that 💔 When he's very sick or injured and resting in the infirmary and he's acting this way Kunikida stays with him the whole time 💔 He's happy if he can even get a little half-smile from Dazai...💔💔😭😭 Dazai is fond of Kunikida being concerned over him...he doesn't want him to worry but sometimes he doesn't have the it in him to put on an act 😭

[fyodorsfavoriteanimewifu]

We Didn't Even Say Goodbye, Just See You Later, Which Isn't Happening.

🩹 Dazai POV 🩹

(Kunizai angst)

September 8th, 10:47 PM

The phone receiver was clenched in my fist, pressed up to my ear, as several armed guards surrounded me. “How’s jail going for you, Dazai?”, the gruff voice on the other end of the phone asked. I sighed of tedium and weariness, my nail tapping against the plastic of the receiver. 

“It’s sooooooo boring, Kunikida, and so cramped as well, I can barely stretch”, I complained, hearing Kunikida groan at my words. “I suppose that’s your fault, isn’t it?”, Kunikida told me, sounding annoyed by my voice alone. 

“And the food is bland, the sheets are itchy, ugh, it sucks!”, I whined, running my free hand through my brunette locks. It had been sixteen long days since I’d called Kunikida, and how painfully my tainted heart ached for him and his aggressive yet gentle touch. 

“It’s a prison, Dazai, what did you expect?!”, Kunikida scolded me, I could practically hear his scowl. “I at least expected better quality from how fancy this thing is!”, I groaned, before I let out a chasmic breath. 

“At least the clothes are comfy” “you mean your prison uniform?” “yeah”, me and Kunikida went back and forth. It was nice to chat with him after so long, yet, I just wished he was sitting in front of me, in front of a glass pane, like how they did it in popular western films. 

I missed seeing him on a daily basis, it was utter torture just not being in front of him, looking into his celadon eyes, just zoning out into a somnific trance as he talked about everything, from how his coffee was too hot this morning, or how his favourite hair tie broke, and that he’d have to buy a packet of brand new ones. 

“So, what happened today at the agency?”, I asked, obviously mystified. “Well, there was a stray dog outside the office-“ “ew”, I interrupted Kunikida to put in my own opinion. “Don’t interrupt me you bastard-“ “hey, your time’s up”, a nearby guard nudged my shoulder with the end of his gun. 

I sighed, before I spoke into the receiver one last time. “I gotta go, Kunikida”, I huffed, hearing Kunikida sigh in disappointment on the other end of the line. “Ah, I see, well, I’ll see you later, then”, Kunikida spoke, before his line went blank. 

I got up from my seat, as one of the guards started covering up my vision with a thin piece of black fabric. The only thing I could think of in my head was Kunikida, knowing that I’d get to see him soon, very soon. 

October 19th, 9:52 AM

The golden rays of the sun shone through the gap in my curtains, down on my figure that was buried deep inside my futon. I was supposed to be at work, slacking off at the Detective Agency, but I couldn’t even bring myself to get up. 

My eyelids didn’t even flutter, I just laid there, motionless, not even thinking of an anything. I stared at my door, waiting, for anything. I remembered when I used to sleep in, and Kunikida would make his way down to my apartment, and pound on the door till I woke up. 

That wasn’t going to happen anymore. I turned over, looking up at the ceiling. Moments like this made me remember that the world is just as terrible as it’s always been. A ringing sound echoed in my ears, from the silence, I just stared, and stared, until—

My phone rang. I groaned, the loud sound made ripples of pain crash down in my skull. I grabbed my phone, looking at who on earth was even bothering to call me. Atsushi. I cringed, before I set my phone aside. He’d probably ask where I was, what I was doing, why I wasn’t at the goddamn ADA. 

I hid myself deep inside my futon, curling into a ball. I didn’t want to talk to anyone, no, not anymore. I’d have to say goodbye after the phone call as well, not see you later, I didn’t want to say that, I didn’t want to see anyone. 

Sixteen long days, turned into one long, gruelling month. The sound of Kunikida’s voice had faded from my skull, I didn’t remember what he even sounded like, I could remember, but I couldn’t bring myself to listen to any voicemail he left me before— ugh. 

The ringing of my phone had stopped, but nothing in my head would stop. The world was always grey and sallow to me, but when Kunikida was around, it seemed more colourful, more brazen. I sighed, before I grabbed my phone. 

I dialled Kunikida’s number, something I memorized from always wanting to annoy him. I heard my phone buzz, waiting for a call, knowing that it would go to an empty call, but I didn’t care, I couldn’t care. 

Soon, Kunikida’s voice echoed into my ear, yet, I knew he wasn’t talking to me. “This is Kunikida, I apologize if I’m busy at the moment, I’ll get back to you”. A beep rang into my ears, sending piercing waves of pain into my skull. 

I didn’t know what to say. “Hey… it’s Dazai, I… I just wanted to say that I miss you, and nothing feels the same anymore—“. I stopped. My head felt like it was spinning. I dropped my phone onto the ground, just staring up at the ceiling. 

I didn’t have the chance to tell Kunikida all of that, now I was just saying it to my phone, as if he’d answer later. I felt my eyes grow lachrymose, as salty tears clung to my lash-line. I let out a shaky breath, before I let my tears fall. 

Why did this even hurt so much? Me and Kunikida weren’t even official, we were never officially boyfriends, we were only friends with benefits. I’d always considered him a boyfriend, yet I’d always dream of us standing at the alter one day. 

I wondered if Kunikida thought of me while he was on his deathbed, I wondered if he wished he could’ve said the same sentences to me. I struggled to hold back sobs, as I cried into the sleeve of my half unbuttoned shirt. 

I looked out the window from the gap in my curtains, at the street. There was no solution to my pain, like a math equation, one that Kunikida could certainly solve. 

He’d solve my problems. 

A/N: thank you so much for reading!! this sadly isn't as good as the last post, but thats okay, I wrote this in a bit of a rush. I'll try to upload some better stuff next time <33

[elkieanddoppo]

warning: messy plot

~~

dooming the least doomable dazai ship is actually crazy but it happened....

"Two birds on a wire. One tries to fly away. And the other,, watches him close from that wire. He says he wants to aswell but he's just a liar."

Kunikida and Dazai both promised to each other that they'll stay alive. As surprising at it sounds, yes, Dazai agreed to the promise.

Dazai had to leave for Mersault. Because his plans will start there. But then he was killed by his former partner, Chuuya Nakahara. Or did he actually die?

No. It was still a part of his plan.

He didn't die. He continued with his 'fight' with Fyodor until he successfully 'defeated' him.

Did I say successfully? Actually, Fyodor's ability states that when he dies, he'll transform into the person who killed him. And in this case, it was Bram, the Lord of the Undead.

Bram was back in Yokohama when he felt the chill. He knows what's happening. He pushed Aya who was beside him and told her to run away. However, she didn't get a chance to when Fyodor suddenly took over his body.

Timeskip when Fyodor and Ame-no-gozen were against three ADA members, Tanizaki, Kunikida, and the late-comer Atsushi. They were no match for the other two, Kunikida thought. So that's when he thought of a plan. The kids should run away while he's distracting this... creature.

And so he did exactly that.

The ame-no-gozen pierced his sword right into Kunikida's chest.

As he fades away, he said these lines:

"I'm sorry, Osamu. I couldn't keep my promise. But don't worry, my ideals will live on. Please take care of it and yourself. Please do not follow me into the afterlife. I love you."

~

As Dazai finally arrived, he immediately searched for any of the ADA members. He spotted atsushi running towards his direction.

"Atsushi, where is everyone?"

"D-dazai-san! You're back...! I... The president is somewher among these boulders. He said he's gonna rest for a minute, also said to let him be as he's mourning.... So i ran towards here and i.... well um idk where the others are... tanizaki and... kunikida though... tanizaki went for the ame-no-gozen, i couldnt stop him from running away from me. i tried to catch up to him but well.... im sorry."

"... you tried your best, atsushi." dazai said as he pat the younger's head. "where's kunikida then?"

atsushi's breathe hitched. he lowered his head as he tried his best not to cry. he gets a notebook from his pocket and gave it to the brunette.

"im so sorry, dazai-san... he- kunikida-san is...." atsushi let his tears flow as dazai took the notebook from his hands. it had ideals written on the front. this was kunikida's notebook. where is he. please dont tell him...

"no. please stop joking, atsushi..." dazai felt his tears fall. he didnt even bother wiping it. showing weakness, be damned.

"im sorry. im sorry i couldnt protect him. dazai sannnn" atsushi cried.

hes gone.

hes gone

HES GONE

HIS BELOVED PARTNER

HIS LOVER IS GONE

he.. he promised... he promised he wont die....

then dazai screamed. screamed so loud that chuuya has to run up to him and comfort him.

he couldnt stop crying.

whats the point of even living anymore.

without kunikida, he's nothing.

without kunikida, dazai osamu is just a broken doll.

[konstya]

AU where Dazai and Kunikida adopt Atsushi at the river. Instead of him being a teenager, he is a toddler, so his age in this is changed. They find him at 20 (for both) while newly engaged. For a modern AU, it could be them just adopting him from an orphanage.  When they find him, he is about 1-2. During the hunting dogs incident, Kunikida goes missing after losing his hands to the bomb. They never find Kunikida afterwards, which leaves Dazai as a single father. In this, they could have been newlyweds or somewhere close to that stage in the relationship. Basically, it is an angst AU where Dazai loses who was closest to him after finding a new someone, (Atsushi) and trying to cope with the loss while raising a child. (Note: after Kunikida’s death, Atsushi would be about 5-7!) Maybe they would host a funeral, maybe not, perfect for angst or an emotional scene where Dazai kinda dresses up Atsushi for it while staying strong, just for Chuuya to be there and for him to break down. (Also, in this, Chuuya would have been Dazais ex that didn’t even know about him having a kid, let alone a full blown marriage) ((also why am I so invested in Dazai related shart crap. I hate him.)) (((conclusion: he has too many good ships.))) ((((this was in my google docs for A WHILE.))))

[localcoffee-dude]

I wasn't late to make this and post it on smth but I forgot to post it on here (I don't post on here)

Kunizai angst for Kunikida's birthday 😈

[psylunari]

Hey! Would you look at that. Guess I sneezed (for four months straight, but shh), and another fic for this pairing is out.

I'm glad to announce my first Kunikidazai longfic: Dazai, Kunikida, Age Fourteen. It was first inspired by this fanart by bird app user KevinnScottland. TL;DR, what if these two met as teenagers?

The summary:

August 31st, 2003. Doppo Kunikida ditched his bike. He returned home awaiting a storm. Quickly, fearlessly, at the end of the summer break. Someone was in his way. A dustrag of a young man, with an empty stare and a sharp tongue. In the hostile, chaotic city, that was an unwise approach. Doppo offered him his umbrella. Choices are intriguing.

This was for the BSD Big Bang 2023, in partnership with PocketCultist on AO3 (who might release fanart as my teammate) and @chaoticquill as my beta reader for the English version. Be sure to check the event page, too! Teamwork for fanwork.

There is also a Brazilian Portuguese version, which is the original one, in case you can read it.

The first chapter is a whopping ~20,000 words long. I'm trying my best to see it as a “long first episode”. It should be 31 chapters long.

This fic has no update schedule. I will post when I finish chapters. Updates will be announced both here and on my Twitter account.

Fluff and angst, rated M at first. There are going to be additions to the tags/warnings and rating changes. More on the author's notes.

[vivizaii]

whos gonne check up on dazai every morning now to make sure he didnt die?

[tvbyw0by]

WORK PARTNERS.

CW: Implied FTM! dazai, soft angst, mlm(?)

Pairing: Kunikida x dazai.

Today was the day, the day Dazai was finally going to confess to his partner, his work partner, his friend Doppo Kunikida.

He had already dressed up in his regular clothes, and today was the day he and kunikida had scheduled to go on their weekly 'FRIENDS' hangout with just the two of them.

Dazai glanced up at the clock, usually he wasn't so.. giddy and nervous about stuff.. usually he was more calm, jokingly cracking jokes.

It was 午後5時

His eyes widened, only 15 more minutes, it was a 30 minute walk.. shit.

He had never ran so fast in his life, so, so fast.

He made it in under 10 minutes.

Kunikida was waiting there, by the door, all dressed up in his own regular clothing, looking so handsome, beautiful, gorgeous to dazai,

"Dazai"

Dazais cheeks formed a soft pink-like color on his pale skin, he smiled cheekily at Kunikida.

"Ku-ni-ki-daaa~!"

Kunikida just sighed, and grabbed ahold of Dazais slightly scarred, rough hand, dragging him inside the restaurant, already making a bee line to their usual table,

They sat down, and immediately dazai started talking about random things, suicide, cats, their co-workers, random stuff that came to his mind,

Kunikida just hummed, listening intently, nodding along and making his own 'snarky' like replies,

This was one of the only times the two could be 'calm' near eachother, usually kunikida bickering with dazai.

After awhile, of just meaningless conversations, and food arriving, they dug in.

Dazai had gotten a small meal of crab,,

Eating it as he and kunikida conversed, kunikida somewhat scolding him for speaking with his mouth full,

This went on for around an hour or two, until finally, the clock hit 午後7時 ,

Kunikida paid for the food, dazai skipping outside of the restaurant with Kunikidas wrist in hand, in a good mood as they walked down the streets,

"Kunikidaaaa~ Lets go to that park!"

'That park', meaning the park they go to usually afterwards

Kunikida and dazai walked towards the park, dazai nervous about whats to come, Kunikida oblivious.

They sat on a bench, their bench, the bench dazai had carved their initials in as a joke,

They sat there, Kunikida doing the talking for once,

"Kunikida.."

Kunikida stopped his voice, and glanced over at dazai with an arched eyebrow,

"Mh? Yes dazai?"

Dazai gulped nervously, before finally, the words spilt out of his mouth,

"I like you, no, no I love you."

Kunikidas eyes sharpened slightly as they widened, his mouth opened and closed,

Before his eyes finally closed, and he sighed, looking down.

"I'm sorry Dazai."

Dazais whole world shattered, he knew what that meant.

"...why not?"

"...I wish you were a girl."

Dazais eyes widened, as Kunikida stood up, looking back at Dazai once more before he walked away, Dazai hurriedly stood up, reaching out for kunikida,

"No.. wait---! Please, I can be a girl! I can be a girl just for you... Please!"

I guess they were only meant to be work partners.

[darkleysgarden]

Taking Care Of You

This is the last bsd fic I have to upload. Only putting BSD Total Drama and Obey Me on here as they're my main fandoms. I hardly have any other fics up on my main account.

Bsd, Kunikidazai.

5 + 1

Angst, fluff, hurt/comfort

1.4k words

Warnings: injury, scars, depression

1:

Kunikida woke up exactly on time as usual.

Dazai was curled up against him, clinging tighter than usual.

He sighed. It would be more difficult than usual to get up.

Dazai began to shiver, and his face scrunched up.

Kunikida looked at him with worry. Was he having a nightmare again?

He placed a hand on Dazai's cheek in hopes of soothing him.

At the contact, Dazai whimpered, and Kunikida noriced the heat radiating off of the man.

He moved his hand to Dazai's forehead and sighed deeply.

A fever.

Yesterday, Dazai had jumped into a river yet again, except this time it was in the pouring rain.

Obviously, Dazai had a cold now because of it.

Kunikida tried to get up to get a cool rag to place on Dazai's forehead, yet Dazai clung harder to him in his sleep.

He sat up and gently moved Dazai to his lap and began to stroke his hair.

Dazai's eyes opened blearily.

"W-what?" He asked, voice hoarse.

"You have a fever, Osamu," Kunikida explained.

"Fucking hell," Dazai groaned. "It should've killed me in my sleep."

Kunikida flicked him on the forehead.

"Ow!" He shouted. "What was that for!?"

"Don't talk like that."

Dazai scoffed. "Fine."

Kunikida ran his hands through Dazai's hair and scratched gently.

Dazai whimpered lightly and leaned against his hand.

"I hate being sick," Dazai admitted.

Kunikida hummed.

"I'm glad you're here," Dazai mumbles.

"Of course."

2:

Dazai was in another one of his slumps.

He refused to get out of bed, shower, eat, anything.

It had Kunikida worried to no ends.

Whenever he tried to get Dazai up, he just sighed and tucked himself deeper under the covers.

He would try again today.

Kunikida walked over to Dazai's futon and crouched beside it.

"How are you feeling today?"

"Awful," Dazai whines. "My hair feels disgusting."

"You need to wash it."

"I'm too tired," Dazai admitted, somewhat embarrassed. "I don't think I could lift my hands for that long."

"Would you like me to wash it for you?" Kunikida asks with a smile.

"Would you?"

"Yes."

Dazai slowly sat up, then slumped against Doppo.

"Carry me," Dazai asked, making his best puppy dog eyes.

Doppo sighed and picked his boyfriend up.

He brought him into the bathroom and helped him undress.

Dazai unwrapped his own bandages then sat in the bathtub.

Kunikida filled the tub with water and added soap to make it a bubble bath.

Dazai always liked it that way.

Dazai leaned against the edge of the tub as Kunikida sat behind him.

Kunikida grabbed a small plastic cup and filled it with the bath water.

He placed a hand over Dazai's eyes and gently poured the water over his hair to dampen it.

At first, Dazai's shoulders were tense, but at the contact of water against his scalp he released that tension and relaxed.

Kunikida grabbed his shampoo (and the one Dazai steals, as he never buys his own) and squirted a small amount onto his hand.

He started massaging the shampoo into Dazai's hair. Dazai sighed in content at the feeling. He was almost melting at the contact.

"Close your eyes," He directed, placing his hand over his eyes once again.

He rinsed out the shampoo and began to rub in the conditioner.

"I love you, Doppo."

"I love you too, Osamu."

3:

"Ow, fuck!" Dazai yelled a couple feet away from him.

Kunikida wiped his head over to see Dazai with a stab wound in his stomach with the criminal in front of him.

"That hurt!"

Kunikida sighed at Dazai's reaction and ran over.

Although he was playing it off in a comedic manor, Dazai would not say something unless he was genuinely hurt.

The criminal then began to run off as Dazai slowly collapsed onto the floor.

He looked between his partner and the criminal with anxiousness spreading through his body.

With a groan, he rushed to Dazai's side.

Dazai was breathing heavily, breath gasping.

"Did it hit anywhere?" Kunikida asked calmly as he grabbed Dazai's hands to help stabilize him.

"Lung," Dazai wheezed out.

Kunikida put pressure on the wound and moved Dazai to lean his weight onto him.

"I'm calling Yosano," He said as he pulled out his phone.

While Yosano's ability didn't work on Osamu, she had way more experience and knowledge on medical stuff than Kunikida did.

Dazai placed a hand over Kunikida's against the wound.

His face was unshowing of emotions to most, but Kunikida knew Dazai. He was in pain. Yet, he wouldn't show it.

"It hurts," Dazai breathes.

"Don't talk. It'll just hurt you more."

Dazai's head lulled slightly against his chest.

"I can't have you falling asleep on me."

Dazai nodded his head ever so slightly.

"Yosano is almost here."

4:

Kunikida woke up in the middle of the night to Dazai crawling out of bed.

He laid there, waiting for Osamu to get back before he fell asleep.

Yet, Dazai wasn't back after a few minutes.

He sighed and got out of bed.

Softly, he pushed open the door of the bathroom to reveal Dazai clutching his stomach on the floor next to the toilet as he dry heaved.

Kunikida sat next to him and pulled him into a hug from behind.

He wrapped his arms under Dazai's and up to hold his hair out of his face.

Dazai let out a high whine.

"Do you know what led to this?"

"Nightmare."

How bad did it have to be treated him like this? Did he want to know? Would Osamu be willing to tell him?

"I'm so tired," Dazai mumbled.

"I know," Kunikida whispered back. "I am so sorry."

He kissed Dazai's temple.

Dazai leaned his head against Kunikida's, cheeks pressed together.

"Your face is cool... it's nice."

5:

"Mr. Kunikida, Mr. Dazai is sleeping on the job again-"

"Let him."

Atsushi's face showed utter disbelief. "Let him... sleep on the job? Are you feeling alright? Normally you get super angry when Dazai sleeps on the job."

"That's because he's normally sleeping for fun," He sighed. "Yet, he was unable to sleep last night."

Atsushi looked confused, yet didn't question it.

Kunikida stood up from his desk and made his way over to the couch Dazai was sleeping on.

His face was twisted in distress and he was curled in on himself.

He rested his hand on Dazai's cheek in an attempt to help him relax. Dazai leaned in against the contact.

Kunikida grabbed a small blanket and rested it over Dazai's sleeping form.

Last night, Dazai was kept up with horrible nightmares. He was left screaming and having panic attacks. It was probably the worst Kunikida had ever seen him.

Though he didn't seem to be having the best sleep ever, he could only hope that this nap would help him recover from the night before. Even if only a little bit.

+1:

Dazai watched as Kunikida struggled at his desk.

Paper after paper, every single one added another stress line to his face.

He chewed the end of his pencil, weighing his options.

When Kunikida set down his own pencil to massage his hand, that's when Dazai decided to do something.

"Hey, Doppo," He said as he walked over to his desk.

"Yes?" Kunikida asked with a yawn.

"I think it's time we head home," He sighed. "You're stressed out."

"I have stuff to do. If I don't get it done then-"

"Then nothing will happen. It's fine. Work ended an hour ago. Let's go home, you need the rest."

Kunikid grimaced for a moment before standing.

"Alright."

They eventually made their way back to Kunikida's apartment.

Though, at this point, it was more both of theirs.

Dazai stayed over so much because of his mental health that he just ended up a permanent member.

Kunikida and Dazai both changed into soft clothes and sat down on Kunikida's bed.

Dazai reached over to massage his shoulders. Kunikida sighed in relief as the tension drained.

Dazai grabbed Kunikida by his shoulders and pulled him down to lay beside him. He then crawled on top of him and curled around him like a koala.

Kunikida wrapped his arms around Dazai and buried his face against Dazai's hair.

Cuddling like this always helped Kunikida sleep. And this time was no different.

He fell asleep quickly and Dazai smiled at his success.

Kunikida always took care of him, and he was happy to return the favor.

[littencloud9]

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[sickficideas]

I was rewatching some of the very early episodes of BSD today, and I can't help thinking there must be a missing scene in the mushroom episode where the fun side effects wore off and Dazai was just very sick. ☹️

oh my gosh I've never considered this 😭😭😭😭 that scene was always too silly to me i never realized its potential...curled up in the infirmary so Yosano can look after him closely. he's all sweaty and pale and can't move very well, his muscles are so weak. he's really confused and repeatedly mistakes Yosano for Mori. of course at this point, no one knows, but Kunikida has connected enough dots to kindly ask Yosano if he can take over looking after Dazai. Dazai can't even lift his head much to throw up. Kunikida keeps a towel over his pillows. even after his stomach is empty, it's cramping horribly and he's in so much pain that he's near in tears for several hours. safe to say he's never doing this again lol.