Oh my gooooood you gonna make me cryyy!!! He will kiss his scars!! 10000% he will, cause he’ll see first hand how horrible they are, and how scared of intimacy Dazai is because of it… Chuuya would start from his neck, where the skin is pale white, barely visible old burns are faint — that was the part of his body where Dazai got “lucky”…
Then he’d trail lower, to his chest, barely touching, leaving soft pats with his lips…. Chuuya forces himself to look at his handywork. Fate can be really cruel sometimes. He is now forced to witness the consequences of his inconsolable wrath all over the body of someone he loves.

The stomach is scar free, thank the gods, for it’s beautiful. Dazai inhales sharply when Chuuya touches him there — scared skin isn’t as sensitive, but the healthy parts? Osamu shudders and whimpers slightly. It’s not even sexual (even though Chuuya feels the hear starting to gather in the pit of his stomach from the sight of Prince Osamu lying naked beneath him), but mainly the sound of surprise.

Chuuya wonders if Dazai has ever been touches in any sort of gentle way before. Not by his mother or brother, but like this… He is not a jealous man, eternity beats that out of you, but in a way, Chuuya is glad. He can now make sure that all experiences Osamu has are good ones. He only wishes he wasn’t so damaged already.

The kisses trail lower still, palms touching his sides, around the place where Osamu needs be touched the most (he is already hard from just a few touches).

The thighs are the worst. Pinkish white is a gorgeous color on a sunset, but on human’s mangled skin? Not particularly. Chuuya can almost hear Dazai whimper pitifully, as if he is embarrassed by it. As if he had any reason to be.

“You’re beautiful,” he whispers. “You’re the most beating thing I’ve seen in two hundred years.”