Dazai 's breathing evens out and he falls into a slumber, right there on top of him. Chuuya, however, stays awake.

He will let Dazai catch up on sleep ' god knows, he needs it. Afterward though, they will have a serious conversation, and this time, Dazai will be more open to giving Chuuya the answers that he wants.

By the time Dazai shows the first signs of waking, Chuuya 's entire side has grown numb. As uncomfortable as the prickling sensation of being stabbed by a thousand muted needles is though, he still wishes this could last for a few more moments. It 's warm. Jiji joined them a few hours ago, curled up by his side. Nothing to do here but

rest.

One of those rare moments that slip through your fingers before you can even blink, as perfect as they are fickle.

Dazai grunts a little as his eye flutters open, orienting himself with a sleep-laced squint until he finds Chuuya.

'Hey. '