(he's in so much pain. days pass, days come, and he's still in so much pain. this is exactly why he can't do things that will have too many lasting consequences - he always survives. quick fix is to snort the medicine, and he does it, head back once it's in, and he already feels a little more relaxed, but of course, chuuya would know that if he were awake. dazai has been feeling all the worrying, the restlessness of a man who feels too much.
on his side, frustration, he can't even hold his own knees. most of the time, he's been asleep, it's better for pain management that way, but right now - he doesn't want to be. stubbornness. instead, he looks at the men quietly sleeping next to him. a gentle hand, careful, delicate, caresses the pale skin of his cheek, and it kills him so much to bend, but he wants to.
a gentle kiss, quick, as he pulls himself together back to his sitting position.)
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on his side, frustration, he can't even hold his own knees. most of the time, he's been asleep, it's better for pain management that way, but right now - he doesn't want to be. stubbornness. instead, he looks at the men quietly sleeping next to him. a gentle hand, careful, delicate, caresses the pale skin of his cheek, and it kills him so much to bend, but he wants to.
a gentle kiss, quick, as he pulls himself together back to his sitting position.)