Fanfic I posted on Ao3 That I wanna post here :33 (BSD)

This is only a small part of it, the other parts will probably (never) be made 😼

This contains references to drinking, maladaptive daydreaming and implied depression and anxiety. There is also some swearing but it’s only once or twice 

This is a seperate universe, Dazai never leaves the port mafia 

Spoilers for the DARK ERA (s2)  

Happy reading 🫶🏽 

Ango was lying in bed again, staring at the plain white wall in front of him. A few minutes go by, no movement. He looked exhausted, as if he lies in bed but gets no sleep. Minutes pass, then hours but he still stares at the wall. It was as if he was out of reality. It had become obvious, Maldapative Daydreaming. He used it to escape the real world, when he was thinking about Odasaku again

The night passed and Ango got out of bed, he couldn't force himself to go to work today. Not today. He changes into his clothes and leaves the apartment for the first time in a couple weeks. He walks down the street, full of anxiety. What would happen if someone were to jump out and kidnap him? He turns down an alley and walks into Bar Lupin. He speaks to the barman, his voice weak and dry "the usual" The man hands him his drink, not in a glass but a bottle with the name ANGO SAKAGUCHI carved into it. "thank you" He then walked out and left. He didn't want to have to interact with anyone, only the bare minimum. He went back home and slumped himself on the couch. He took a gulp of the drink in the bottle and sighed. "I'm never going to be able to escape" he mumbles this to himself.

-- meanwhile -- 

Dazai checked the postcode on his phone, this was the place. He went to press the visitors button but noticed the door was already open. He carefully steps into the battered down apartment block.

" Is this where he has to live?" he thinks to himself. He walks up the stairs until he reaches the fifth floor, his black coat dragging beside him. He knows he is here on business but he really does want to hear from Ango, how he coped or is coping with Odasaku's death. He knocks on the door, no response. He tries again, no response. Yet the door slowly creaked open

. "Ango Sakaguchi, I'm here on business. I'd advise you show yourself." He called from the hallway

"Dazai?" muttered Ango, who clearly wasn't in the mood for this.

"Is this an ok time for me to be here? You don't sound in the best shape"

Ango then realized what was happening, picked himself up from his battered couch and walk towards the door.

"Dazai,why are you here?"

"Ango, we need you back in the Port Mafia" he sighs as he says this.

"You what..?".

"May I take a seat?"

"Do whatever, just explain to me what the fuck is going on"

"Mori has gone missing, all he left behind was a tear soaked paper, we need your ability to discover what's behind this." He pauses for a moment and stops

"Continue"

"Your ability was also great use to us. I also believe I forgive you enough to trust you. Another thing I know is you haven't turned up to your job for the past year"

"Fine, I'll join back."

"Good"

There was an awkward silence for a moment.

"Wait, wasn't Oda-san's last wish for you to leave the Port Mafia? "

"H never specifically told me to leave, I couldn't bring myself to it. Plus, I may have fallen head over heels for a member who joined shortly after you left"

"Enlighten me"

"Kunikida doppo, ability doppo poet. It allows him to create anything he writes in his notebook.Typically a hand grenade."

"Interesting, tell me what makes you like him. I'm not doubting your relationship plans but why?"

"I relate to him on a emotional level, he thinks the same way as me. I think the same way as him."

" I see.".

"Anyways, your penthouse is still the same as it was when you left. I knew I would have to bring it back eventually so I told them not to move your stuff. "

The pair sat and chatted for awhile until they decided to go back to the penthouses