Failed Attempt
Dazai Osamu was always lean, but he never enjoyed anyone commenting on his weight, especially Mori. Mori was always telling Dazai to, "eat more," or "eat less!" So when Mori had told him the previous day that he needed to stop eating so much, he had only had some canned crab for lunch after 3 days of fasting thanks to Mori, that lead to Dazai once again trying to kill himself, at only 14 too. And everyone knows how that goes, it always fails. His attempt was closer to succeeding, but fucking Mori ALWAYS ruins everything. That is how Dazai ended up in the infirmary, again.
"Dazai-kun, it makes me sad when I see you in here.." Mori started whining. Which, frankly, made Dazai want to rip his ears off.
"Mori-san, stop complaining, it's so annoying!" Dazai ordered while Mori was preparing the area and materials for the stitches for his stomach. Then, after that was done, Mori carefully started to gave him the sutures, gently tying each one while Dazai laid still. This time, Dazai had stabbed his stomach with a knife covered in a numbing solution, hoping it would be a quick, painless, and easy death. However, Mori had other plans and had brought dazai to the clinic almost right away.
Dazai could hear Mori sucking up the blood that kept trying to run out of the open wound. Dazai had hit an artery so it was bad. He could hear the squelching of blood and the tear of skin whenever Mori was doing something. Once Mori had found the punctured artery and stitched it up, the process was a little slower.
After another 30 grueling minutes, Mori spoke up, "okay Dazai-kun! I'll see you here again tomorrow night to take care of the wound." Dazai continued looking down, but he was pretty sure Mori still heard his almost silent, "thanks, I guess..."
"Dazai, how is it going with Nakahara?" Mori questioned, a little more seriously now. "Is he going to join the port?"
Dazai responded, "tomorrow, his friends SHOULD no longer be his friends. I will bring him into the port then."
"Very good my precious Dazai-kun! You always outdo yourself!" Mori was almost squealing at this point. He held his hand out towards Dazai's face and pulled his hair behind his ear. "You should unwrap your eye, I'd love to stare into it. So emotionless and unpredictable!" Dazai quickly hit Mori's hand away and put his hair back. He then jumped off the bed, carefully as not to reopen the stitches.
"Night Boss, I hope a meteor crushes you while you're sleeping," Dazai had told Mori as he walked out of the infirmary, holding the middle finger up behind him.
"Goodnight my Dazai-kun!! I can't wait to see your face in the morning! Your beautiful, pale, face!!" Mori yelled out to Dazai right before he slammed the door. Mori had sighed before becoming joyous again, "so feisty! The young ones really are the best..."