Come and find me in the dark now Every day by myself I’m breaking down “Gin told me I might find you here.” Akutagawa’s voice called out from somewhere behind him. And, despite sadness still reigning on, Chûya had enough room in him to be surprised. “And how did Gin-kun know?” “Apparently, Verlaine-san tells them many things.” The other simply shrugged. Well, when he accepted Verlaine as a brother he wouldn’t have pegged him for a nosy snitch, but there they were. Sure, he had shared such information out of shared worry and there was no Port Mafia member who didn’t know about that graveyard anyway, but still. “I’m gonna have to talk to him.” “Anniversaries are difficult.” Was what Akutagawa chose to continue with, instead of commenting on Chûya’s last words. “Especially if they overlap with another remarkable date as well.” Out all of his friends and coworkers, Akutagawa might as well be one of the select few who could understand it the most; he had joined the mafia on the same day he and Gin’s friends from back at the slums were killed, same as Chûya himself had been celebrating his first anniversary at the organization when the rest of the Flags were killed too. Therefore, if there was someone Chûya would appreciate having there, that was obviously Akutagawa. And that wasn’t the only reason.
chuuaku + on my own (ashes remain)
#bsd #chuuaku
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