Dazai had only been asleep around an hour before he was awoken by a weird pressure-like pain in his lower abdomen accompanied by a weird damp feeling between his legs.
Oh god if he had pissed himself he would actually end it, he knew he had to get up but he decided one more minute in bed wouldn’t hurt.. oh but it did, Jesus what the fuck is that, why does his stomach feel so weird!..well sitting around isn’t gonna help him so up he got. But when Dazai stood up it was obvious that even through the darkness he could see that that definitely wasn’t piss, piss was NOT that dark..He cautiously took the sheets off his bed and moved them them near the window so he could see it in the moonlight, and it was blood. Dark, red, blood.
Dazai wasn’t stupid, he knew what periods were. He just..assumed he wouldn’t get them for another few years…?..I mean he wasn’t on any sort of puberty blockers (Mori could easily get him some but didn’t, slimy doctor..) so he would eventually get it but he prayed he’d be one of the lucky bastards who didn’t get it until they were like 16.
Right he really needed to get his shit together and actually do something about it. He stripped his bed and went for a shower, trying not to look at his body as he scrubbed harshly at his skin, if he looked at himself he’d either end up crying or punching a wall..after his shower he got his clothes on and threw his old clothes and sheets into the laundry hamper (he actually folded them very specifically so the stains on them weren’t visible but we won’t talk about that), he had folded a load of toilet paper in his underwear and hoped for the best..
But this is Dazai, luck is never on his side.
He knew the toilet paper wouldn’t last long since he seemed to be bleeding quite a bit, and it moved around uncomfortably in his underwear..he quickly realised that he couldn’t exactly wear the makeshift pad in his boxers so he had to fish out a pair of panties from his drawer and Jesus he hated them, they made him feel so feminine and even had little fucking bows on the front..
But he still needed to figure what to do about the pads situation. I mean madam pomfrey probably had some somewhere around her office, and he was pretty sure she wouldn’t notice if a few went missing..yeah fuck it, he didn’t care if she noticed right now.
So thats how dazai ended up in the medical wing, digging through random drawers to try to find any sort of sanitary products and he might as well start looking in his own hair because this was useless! At this point he was more frustrated then anything, but then he finally found the holy drawer that held his longed for products, If Dazai was religious he would’ve praised the lord and started praying right there and then..but as dazai tried to figure out what most of the products actually were in the darkness he turned too quickly and accidentally bumped into the door of one of the drawers, causing it to slam shut..and he might as well have screamed out that he was here and on his period cause he was already done for..
He panicked and grabbed pile of products and shoved them in his backpack, standing up and quickly closing the drawer, sprinting out of the medical wing and trying to navigate his way back to the dorms.. as he was roaming the halls the door to the hellhounds office appeared and it was like fate, Dazai looked around before speedwalking over to it and going inside..once Dazai was inside he quietly sat on the couch and groaned before grabbing his backpack and cautiously taking our the products to see what exactly he got. There was around three packs of winged pads, one box of tampons, a pack of non-winged pads (he only knew the difference because of the photos on the packaging and he didn’t know how the fuck the non-winged ones were supposed to stay put..) and some box with a weird egg shaped thing in it, it said menstrual cup on the box so he assumed it was like a tampon or something and he wasn’t really interested in that yet..
Eventually he decided on using the pads since those seemed the easiest, they actually weren’t very fucking easy because he kept sticking them too far up on his underwear but he figured it out..he decided to stay in the room tonight and he threw himself on the couch , he could not care less about how he looked right now because he was tired and fucking sore.
So goodnight world, and fuck whatever god was controlling his life for doing this shit to him, goodbye.