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“I love you Dazai.”
Three beautiful words that come put of Blaise’s beautiful mouth when they’re alone in the gang room.
Three beautiful words that make Dazai’s heart clench up, and his face heat up.
Yet he still can’t seem to believe them.
He knows he can believe Blaise he’s been doing so for almost two years.
But he still can’t do it.
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.
.
Why?
“What do you mean why?” Blaise asks curiously, with a slight tilt of his head.
Did Dazai say that out loud?
He didn’t mean to.
“Just, why? Why and how? How can you love me? I’m a demon.” Dazai says, avoiding making eye contact with the boy sitting next to him.
Blaise sighs, and Dazai swears he can hear Blaise’s eyes soften at his words.
“How can I not love you Osamu?”
The switch up almost causes Dazai to choke on air.
“You’re smart, so so smart, you’re funny when you aren’t joking about suicide, the way you laughs, how you smile, your comebacks when Lockhart catches you sleeping in his boring classes.” Blaise chuckles at the thought, his own cheeks reddening because of it.
“You make me worry so much, when you get caught up in conflicts, or when you’re lost in the halls.”
Blaise pauses before continuing on.
“I guess that’s because I love you too much to bear the thought of loosing you.”
Dazai smiles softly.
“But I’m a demon, Blaise can’t love a demon, he should love a human.” Dazai says as he makes eye contact with Blaise.
“I don’t care, I’ll love who I want to love; You aren’t a demon Osamu, you never will be one.” Blaise says with determination in his eyes.
He wants to make Dazai understand, understand that he is capable of loving and capable and oh so deserving of love in return.
“Then, if Blaise really loves me, he’ll hit me!” Dazai chirps.
Blaise takes a moment to realize the sentence. “Hit?” He questions.
Dazai nods his head, “Yup! Cmon hit me Blaise! It’s not that hard!” Dazai says, no clear emotion in his auburn eye.
“I can’t, no, I won’t.” Blaise shakes his head. “Why do you think I would ever do such a thing, much less to you?” Blaise asks, in an extremely concerned tone.
Dazai tilts his head to the side.
“Aren’t you supposed to hit me, to tell me you love me?” He says, now unsure of himself because of the absurd way Blaise is responding to his question.
“No!” Blaise almost shouts “Merlin no, you don’t hut to show love Osamu; why do you think that.”
Dazai chuckles embarrassedly, “I don’t know.” He says simply, eye taking on a shimmer of sadness.
Blaise sees this, and pulls Dazai in for a hug.
“Hitting to show love is not normal, I won’t push you to talk to me about it but if you ever want to talk; I’ll be here okay Osamu? Because I love you.”
Dazai smiles, eye getting slightly blurry as he buries his head into Blaise’s shoulder. “Yeah, I love you too Blaise.” Dazai mumbles against him.
As he pets a single tear fall from his un-bandaged eye.
“..thank you Blaise..” he says quietly.