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It was a warmth, like a candle, that Dazai wished he was smelling. That smell was so far away in his mind now, as it had been for the past year. Sometimes, no, most of the time, he would curl up in the memory of it. He spent weeks at a time searching for anything to replicate the scent. It was futile, however, because the scent was gone. Only in his memory.
Four years ago Dazai and Chuuya mated. Four years ago Dazai left the mafia, leaving Chuuya alone. Present day, Chuuya finds Dazai in heat. After deciding to spend the heat with his old mate, feelings reemerge. Causing a cascade of emotions that neither of them know how to fix.
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Shit. He shouldn't have said that.
No matter how angry he was, his husband did not deserve to have been stabbed in the most vulnerable part of his heart. This was a secret that he entrusted Chuuya to keep and take care of until the day he dies. And what he did? He spat it right back at him, and used it like a sharp dart aimed right at the bull’s-eye.