Everything or Nothing

I...” Chuuya takes a deep breath, “I felt safe with you. And I knew you would take care of me.”

Dazai’s eyes widen a fraction, and he can’t explain why hearing that makes him feel emotional. “...You trust me?”

Chuuya doesn't deserve to be anyone's secret.

Dazai is kissing him

Dazai rises to his feet, striding towards him, and before Chuuya can really say a word, Dazai is right in front of him, dropping his face down into Chuuya's shoulder.

"Where are you, then?"

"...Pont Neuf?"

Wait. Wait. Wait.

"What?"

"It was in that movie, an American in Paris?"

"Dazai, I lived here, I know what it is, what are you doing there?!"

So, when he ends up in Gare du Nord station with nothing but his passport, his wallet, and the clothes on his back—he feels a little lost.

No one can hurt you that bad—except for family

Because we're friends?"

"...Because you're important to me." Dazai counters softly

"...and I wanted to hear your voice too."

It's not quite the same as I miss you, somehow it feels even more intimate, but...

"You can always call me, you know."

“...Okay, Osamu.”

Saying that name gives Chuuya goosebumps