hey, I'm bored. Does anyone want to rp with me?
my interests are
-romance
-enemies x lovers
-nerd x popular
-vampire x vampire
-clingy/bratty x mafia
I don't know, I will really do anything to be real. but if u are interested dm me :3||||
my interests are
-romance
-enemies x lovers
-nerd x popular
-vampire x vampire
-clingy/bratty x mafia
I don't know, I will really do anything to be real. but if u are interested dm me :3||||
blanket of flowers. He stopped in front of one of many trees in the park.
Dazai brushed his hand against a faded carving in the bark. In teasing Chuuya about his height
during their childhood, he had carved in “petite mafia” into the tree, high enough Chuuya couldn’t
reach to cross it out.
The memory brought a tired smile to his face. Chuuya hadn’t thought to use his ability to float
himself up to the carving. Instead, he had been too preoccupied with arguing with Dazai saying he
would eventually grow taller than him. Dazai fondly traced over the characters with his finger.
Chuuya never did end up taller than him and really did become a petite mafia. Dazai wondered if
he remembered the carving when he mentioned the cherry blossom park the day they watched the
sunset together.
The brunet stretched out his legs as they had gone numb from crouching so long. He pulled out a
small photo framed with a simple border from inside his coat pocket and gingerly set it against the
base of the tree trunk. Dazai got up and gave the photo a sad smile.
“Happy birthday Chuuya.”
He stood in front of the tree for a while before giving the photo one last glance and turned his eyes
towards the cherry blossoms. The spring breeze tousled his hair, and Dazai rubbed his eyes before
proceeding back towards the city.
Sleep didn’t come as easily as it used to