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Can I Help You? -- Or, The Hilariously Ironic Yet Accidentally Romantic Tale Of The Bookshop Cashier Who Never Read And The Literature Major Who Couldn’t Stop by EuGrace
Fandoms: 文豪ストレイドッグス | Bungou Stray Dogs
01 Jan 2022
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“Can I help you?” Chuuya said, not moving from his position or even putting down his phone. (Just because he has to look over the store today doesn’t mean he has to be employee of the month).
Dazai pursed his lips. “I .. had a hold on a Centennial copy of Ernest Hemingway’s The Sun Also Rises but I can’t find it in the back.”
“The century copy of who now?”
Dazai’s silent groan from earlier came back as an internal scream.
Or, Yet Another Soukoku Bookshop College AU, But This Time It’s Written By An English Major
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In the dark apartment, with Chuuya in his arms, half delirious and wholly broken, the softness seeps into Dazai’s voice unbidden.
“We’re at your place, I’m going to put you in bed. And you’re going to be nice this time.”
Chuuya hides his face under the coat thrown over him, rests his head against Dazai, and hums.
It could be an agreement, not that it means anything. He’s not really here, not fully, and these things are never nice. Dazai won’t resent him for it.
OR: Dazai takes care of post-corruption Chuuya. Except this time, Arahabaki keeps coming back.
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It's Dazai Osamu's 7th time in the mental hospital after a suicide attempt, and in it he meets Nakahara Chuuya, who has never been to one before. Basically just Soukoku being idiots in the hospital while traumabonding
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It’s been 4 months, 1 week, 3 days, and 12 hours since Dazai's band, Dark Era, broke up-- and he has never wanted to throw himself off a building more than he does now. Sure, the disbandment was (kind of) his fault. That isn't the point. God forbid a bassist gets a little too high on stage and 'traumatizes a room full of people.'
Thankfully, Dazai has his job at a small music and adult video store in the gut of Yokohama, despite the 2009 recession making business mind-numbingly slow.
He misses throwing shows and parties. The underground scene isn’t the same without them; everyone knows it.
Plus, without his band, money is getting tight. He can't even afford to pay his plug, for fucks sake. He needs a break, a fresh start--
One that might come with a redhead walking through the music shop door.

