Thread:UndertaleTrashowo/@comment-38834833-20190706180554/@comment-37930514-20190709001848

I'll copy and paste it here so POKEBALL CAN READ IT AS WELL.,HHEYDBSHSEHDUXHXIWSHDWKXJS

Relaxation.

It was all Dazai had wanted that day. He didn't want to involve himself in Port Mafia shenanigans, or anything that made him feel exhausted in general. But, every time he thought of it, his eyes would always wonder to Atsushi.

Atsushi was that of average height. He had a slim build, grayish-brown hair and ombre coloured eyes which consisted of purple fading into yellow.

The weretiger was different from anyone in the Agency or in the Port Mafia. For one, Atsushi came across as a nervous type. But his selflessness and self hatred was the things that made him different. He didn't care about his well-being, but about others instead. He didn't like himself one bit, similar to Dazai.

Several times, Dazai had been called a suicidal maniac. Sure, he was obsessed with trying to find thousands of ways to die, but there was no meaning to his existence. Dazai found no joy in doing normal activities; he had no right to enjoy himself either.

But, why did he care so much about Atsushi?

"Atsushi-kun!" Dazai exclaimed, running over to the weretiger as the sun set in the distance. He turned his head towards the brunette, and Dazai smiled at Atsushi. "Where are you going?"

The frail boy shrugged. "Home?" he responded. He looked forward as they both walked, side by side. "I mean, I don't have to go anywhere today. Plus, it is getting pretty late, and I feel kinda tired."

Dazai smiled at him. "Do you wanna hang out then?"

Atsushi's cheeks slightly reddened with blush due to the brunette's remark. "S-sure," the weretiger murmured. "Let's go."

And then, they were both off. Dazai and Atsushi went shopping, do other uninteresting activities to mention, and finally eat at a local restaurant until it was dark. As they arrived to their homes and such, Dazai heard the weretiger mutter something.

"Hmm?" the brunette asked. "What did you say?"

ITS BAD IK IT WAS LIKE 2 AM DONT JUDGE ME