Family Semantics
“Yeah, that’s me. Twenty-eight years old, but still me.”
“Huh. You’re… alive.”
“Did you think I wouldn’t make it?”
An embarrassed shrug. “Kinda.”
Fair. Dazai smiles melancholically. If not for Mio, perhaps he never would have made it indeed. Wanting to die and ending up nurturing life is a strange plot-twist, to say the least.
From messy lovers in their early twenties to strangers, Dazai and Chuuya meet again at twenty-eight.
Or: Dazai is a dad — his daughter is his second chance at life, and perhaps he'll be so lucky to have a second chance at love too.
Arts made for the fic here and here
