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ningenshikkxku:

Upon hearing something like that back from Chuuya, something magical happened. A blush actually formed on Dazai’s face and as he felt the heat rising up there, he realized what was happening and tried to cover it as much as he could. With nothing else than his shit-talking.

“I guess we’re both perfect then and we’re perfect for each other.” Hell, he knew they were certainly not that perfect but the other part was still true according to him. Even though there were misunderstanding and even though there were still many things to work on together, so far is had been going well and that was making them a good team. They were perfect for each other indeed. 

“It was very good. At least as good as you are,” Dazai continued with his cheesiness, giving a kiss to Chuuya’s cheek and then moving lower, making a trail of sensual kisses down his back. At least his face didn’t felt that hot anymore. 

   Seeing Dazai make such a face is amusing---- no, amusement is an

     understatement for what Chuuya feels at seeing him blush. In all their years,

     Chuuya’s unsure if he’s ever seen Dazai blush. He knows Dazai has made

     him blush countless times (as much as he’d like to pretend he hadn’t), but

     that was nothing new. What he said must’ve meant a lot to Dazai.

   Still, he decides against pointing out the blush. As much as he likes taunting

     Dazai, now isn’t the time. “Maybe...” Chuuya trails instead, a lingering awe in

     his voice. The blush passes as quick as it came, but it’s permanent in

     Chuuya’s mind now, tucked away for safekeeping. He’d remember that for

     years to come, coupled with the fact he’d made Dazai Osamu blush.

   “I’m not very good, so what are you trying to say?” Chuuya’s teasing him; he

     knows what Dazai meant by ‘good,’ but he still couldn’t resist. Humming at

     Dazai’s lips against his skin, Chuuya relishes in the feeling he’s so familiar

     with.

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ningenshikkxku:

Dazai smiled softly into the kiss, feeling the very pleasant sensation of Chuuya’s fingers tangled in his hair. He was a sucker for such displays of affection and a light purr came out into the kiss, letting his lover know just how much he appreciated it. 

He kept pretty much melting against the other’s lips, keeping the kiss going for a good while before they finally pulled away from each other, an expression with a soft hint of dreaminess finding home on his face. 

Hearing Chuuya’s words, his lips stretched into a big, albeit loving grin. “I promise I will be as long as you are more genuine around me as well.” It was not like he was going to try and not to get anything in return, after all. 

   Being honest with Dazai is still something he’s working on, but nobody could

     criticize his caution. With their history, anyone would be leery in Chuuya’s

     shoes. Still, it’s a marvel that Dazai has accepted this kind of vow at face

     value. Their relationship is anything but simple and being honest is difficult for

     Dazai. Chuuya doesn’t have to be him to know that; they’ve known each

     other long enough.

   Sighing against his lips, Chuuya looks at Dazai under his eyelashes in a raw,

     honest look, “I’ll do my best if you promise to do yours. Something tells me

     you’re gonna take this seriously.”

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cosmicstardreamer:

“Oh I’m quite bothered, but hot and bothered more than annoyed.” She smirks and goes to remove the food from the oven, allowing it to cool off a bit before they dug in. While that happened, she set the table, filling glasses with yet more wine.

“Okay, I’ve got an idea.” Neff speaks up after a moment, setting the food on the plates. “Let’s talk a bit while we eat. For example….what’s a place you want to travel to the most, be it for vacation or whatever. Ooorrrrr what’s your ideal wedding like?” 

Was it a bit strange to ask things out of the blue? Of course But there was just something on her mind. “We never really think to talk about things that are so simple and yet tell you so much….so I want to know.”

   Snorting at Neff’s remark, Chuuya leans against the counter by her side, “I

     have that effect on people. Good thing I only care about how you react to it.”

     He likes messing with people, especially on missions where he’s disguised

     as a woman, but Neff is the only one whose reaction can affect him.

   The scene changes when she suggests they talk about specific things,

     though. It's not that Chuuya’s opposed to her idea, but he hadn’t expected it.

     The reason he doesn’t talk about these things is due to his lifestyle, and while

     Neff may be his girlfriend and part of the Port Mafia, it’s habit for Chuuya by

     now. She opens up more than him, so maybe it’s time to do the same.

   Leaning back in his chair with wine glass in hand, Chuuya lingers on her

     questions for a moment. Has he never told her something so simple? “I’ve

     traveled to a lot of places on missions, but for pure pleasure? That’s

     something else. I think my favorite place to go was France. It might’ve been

     on business, but it’s one of the few places I’d go again. I’ve never thought

     about an ideal wedding though.... I guess I’d like it as long as it was with

     you.”

   The second he says it, Chuuya’s eyes swell, understanding now what he’s

     just suggested. For once he’s speechless, eyes flitting to Neff in wait. Did he

     go too far?

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M e e t    T h e   M u s e

Rules: Don’t reblog, repost. Tagged by: nezumi-vc-103221 Tagging: anyone who wants to do this

► NAME ➭ Chuuya ► ARE YOU SINGLE? ➭  Yes (verse dependent) ► ARE YOU HAPPY? ➭  Yes ► ARE YOU ANGRY?  ➭ Often ► ARE YOUR PARENTS STILL MARRIED? ➭ I don’t know my parents

⚡️ NINE FACTS!

► ‘BIRTH’ PLACE ➭ Unknown ► HAIR COLOR ➭ Ginger ► EYE COLOR ➭ Blue ► BIRTHDAY ➭ April 29th ► MOOD ➭  🔪  to the extreme ► GENDER ➭ Genderfluid (he / they) ► SUMMER OR WINTER ➭ Summer ► MORNING OR AFTERNOON ➭ Afternoon

⚡️ EIGHT THINGS ABOUT YOUR LOVE LIFE!

► ARE YOU IN LOVE? ➭ No (verse dependent) ► DO YOU BELIEVE IN LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT? ➭ No ► WHO ENDED YOUR LAST RELATIONSHIP? ➭ Haven’t had one (verse dependent) ► HAVE YOU EVER BROKEN SOMEONE’S HEART? ➭ I assume so ► ARE YOU AFRAID OF COMMITMENTS? ➭ Yes ► HAVE YOU HUGGED SOMEONE WITHIN THE LAST WEEK? ➭ No ► HAVE YOU EVER HAD A SECRET ADMIRER? ➭ I’m sure ► HAVE YOU EVER BROKEN YOUR OWN HEART? ➭ Hasn’t everyone?

⚡️SIX CHOICES!

► LOVE OR LUST ➭ Both ► LEMONADE OR ICED TEA ➭ Lemonade ► CATS OR DOGS ➭ Cats (but dogs are good too) ► A FEW BEST FRIENDS OR MANY REGULAR FRIENDS ➭ A few best friends ► WILD NIGHT OUT OR ROMANTIC NIGHT IN ➭ Wild night out mostly, but with the right person... ► DAY OR NIGHT  ➭ Night

⚡️ FIVE HAVE YOU EVERS!

► BEEN CAUGHT SNEAKING OUT ➭ No ► FALLEN DOWN/UP THE STAIRS ➭ Not often ► WANTED SOMETHING/SOMEONE SO BADLY IT HURT? ➭ Yes ► WANTED TO DISAPPEAR ➭  Not often

⚡️FIVE PREFERENCES!

► SMILE OR EYES ➭ Smile ► SHORTER OR TALLER ➭ It doesn’t matter ► INTELLIGENCE OR ATTRACTION ➭ Intelligence, but can be swayed by attraction at face value ► HOOK-UP OR RELATIONSHIP ➭ Prefers relationship, but knows hook-up is more likely with his lifestyle

⚡️ FAMILY!

► DO YOU AND YOUR FAMILY GET ALONG ➭ I don’t know them ► WOULD YOU SAY YOU HAVE A “MESSED UP LIFE” ➭ Yes ► HAVE YOU EVER RAN AWAY FROM HOME ➭ I haven’t exactly had a permanent home ► HAVE YOU EVER GOTTEN KICKED OUT ➭ No

⚡️ FRIENDS!

► DO YOU SECRETLY HATE ONE OF YOUR FRIENDS ➭ No ► DO YOU CONSIDER ALL OF YOUR FRIENDS GOOD FRIENDS ➭ They’re not exactly good people, but good friends? Yes ► WHO IS YOUR BEST FRIEND ➭ I don’t have one ► WHO KNOWS EVERYTHING ABOUT YOU ➭ Likely Dazai (I regret that), but it isn’t willing!

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spaceblue:

On Saturday morning, my 5 months old tuxedo cat died a slow and painful death due to poisoning. We tried to take him to the vet, but because of bad traffic, he was already dead when we arrived. But he wasn’t the only one. I live on a dead end street, and on Saturday morning, the street was filled with animals agonizing. Every single cat, dog and even birds died, with the exception of one old dog that was taken to the vet before the symptoms even showed. We inspected the streets looking for clues of what might have caused this, and we found very suspicious beef cuts laid on newspaper sheets on every corner and under each tree. Our pets were murdered. Someone intentionally spread out poisoned meat and slaughtered all the animals in the neighborhood. We have no way to finding out who was it. This is Dominican Republic, if it takes ages and lots of money to get the police to run an investigation when a human is killed, there’s no way they’re going to do it for some animals. But even though I do want justice for my baby and the rest of the pets that passed away that day, that is not the main goal of this post. All I want is to raise awareness and prevent things like this from happening. Guys, please, if you have problems with a dog that barks too loud or a cat that keeps pooping in your front yard, just discuss it with their owner. Don’t go around killing them, it is cruel and unfair and an immense lot of emotional distress to the families they belonged in. If you know of anyone who goes around killing animals or leaving poison in the streets, please report them before it’s too late.

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nezumi-vc-103221:

There seem to be thoughts in Chuuya’s mind that Nezumi doesn’t bother to decipher. Chuuya’s expression, as Nezumi notes, remains mostly unfazed and when he shrugs Nezumi’s declaration, Nezumi gives him a smirk and stalks away. He leaves his clothes in the bathroom, hoping that it’ll get washed miraculously over night. ( Even though he knows it won’t and he’d be a fool if he thought he could borrow Chuuya’s the next day, but those are the struggles of the lazy and he’ll have to suck it up. )

Nezumi departs for the guest room. It’s nice and tidy and smells just like any newly and scarcely used room would—of fresh sheets and polished wood. He makes himself comfortable and falls asleep with little difficulty. Years of living in the street taught him to catch sleep whenever and wherever he needs to. Any semi secure place is good for a nap because he never know when he’ll be able catch a shut eye again.

The next morning, Nezumi wakes up so early it can barely be called a morning. The sky is still grey with the promise of sunrise, like a canvass that waits to be splashed with warm colours. Nezumi crawls out of bed and pats into the bathroom to search for his clothes. He takes it and, avoiding Chuuya’s cat whose name he forgot again, searches for the washing machine. Just in case it comes with a tumble-dryer as well, in which case he might be able to have his clothes washed even before Chuuya wakes up.

Nezumi proceeds to stalk around the dead quiet apartment with merely a towel wrapped around his waist. Not for modesty, but because he doesn’t like the feel of his naked ass against the posh leather sofa. He’s left his cup of tea on the coffee table and decides to finish it as he watches the sun climb over the horizon. Chuuya’s place has quite a nice view.

   Chuuya lets Nezumi part without further comment, retiring to his own room

     after finishing his routine. He notices Nezumi’s clothes in the bathroom, but

     decides to leave them behind. Nezumi would’ve taken them if it was

     important enough to him.

   He welcomes the warmth of his bed seconds later, silk blankets draping over

     him in a way he desired every night. His body is sore from the day’s work,

     but now it includes the sex. Would he do it again with Nezumi? He wouldn’t

     like admitting it, but he can’t pass up sex when it’s that good. Since there

     were no attachments involved, Chuuya doubts it’ll be a problem. It’s his final

     thought as his eyes slip closed for a few hours, only to rouse in the morning

     by an unfamiliar sound.

   He realizes later that it’s just Nezumi, but Chuuya wouldn’t be a good mafioso

     if he didn't have sensitive hearing. Peering tiredly at the clock, Chuuya bites

     his lip and gets up slowly. He’ll regret it in a few hours, but sleeping while

     Nezumi moves around bothers him. Padding out to his living room, still as

     naked as ever, Chuuya leans against the couch without saying anything at

     first. He knows Nezumi noticed him long before leaning against the couch,

     but Chuuya still walks about as if he’s been there the entire time.

     “Are you sneaking out soon? Taking in one last view?”

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cosmicstardreamer:

She chuckles almost mischievously, playing with the curls of his hair. “I’ll remember as long as I have you to remind me~” And maybe she got a bit too into the kiss with how one hand pulled him closer by his lower back, movements deep and passionate. There was something so enticing about him, maybe in just how different things were between them in comparison to the rest of the world. Her hands wandered a bit, but she had a feeling he wouldn’t mind too much considering it wasn’t too inappropriate (and even if it were it wasn’t like they hadn’t done worse). At some point her lips drop to his neck, giving a playful nibble before the timer went off for the food and she huffs more than likely in annoyance.

“Look what you made me do.” She teases. “Getting me so worked up I allow myself to get cockblocked by potatoes.”

   “Do you really need me around to remind you?” Chuuya teases, but leans

     into her hand and mouth. It feels good being around Neff no matter what

     they do, and feeling safe comes naturally with her. It’s a luxury Chuuya can’t

     afford for most, not even all, situations with Neff, but when they have time

     together like this... these are Chuuya’s favorite times. Deepening the kiss,

     Chuuya smirks into it until he’s tilting his head to give Neff better access. She

     just has that effect on him.

   “I’m so sorry,” Chuuya answers, anything but honest. “You didn’t seem

     bothered by my distractions.”

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ningenshikkxku:

Chuuya was returning the kiss and the way he did it was so hot and erotic it made Dazai even intensify it, putting all of his love and passion into it. Rather than sweet words, he felt like Chuuya appreciated him being like this and so he granted him with it, giving him everything he had. 

Once he was short of breath, he paused the kiss only to catch his breath and murmur ‘you’re so perfect’ in a raspy, breathy voice before claiming Chuuya’s lips once again. 

He pulled away only when he felt there was no energy to put into the kiss anymore and looked at Chuuya with hazy eyes and a little bit flushed face, humming softly from the appreciation of what had just happened. 

   As much as he doesn’t like admitting it, Chuuya likes Dazai no matter what. It

     seems that no matter how frustrating, terrible, and infuriating the man can be,

     he turns it right around in a matter of seconds. Chuuya’s bitter about how

     Dazai works for the Agency now, but he’d be damned if he blindly ignored

     how it changed him.

   “Like you’re one to talk,” Chuuya gasps against his lips, though Chuuya

     knows they’re both far from perfect. It’s just too good to argue with, too good

     to resist their tongues against each other. “That was good...”

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ningenshikkxku:

“Maybe I shouldn’t be proud of it but I still am,” Dazai said with a shameless grin. 

Still, Chuuya’s little complains were quite endearing and Dazai didn’t mind them at all. It was just a part of his lover he got used to and even fond of. Also, he could tell that this time, it was all actually said with quite an affection. And, if he had to be completely honest, that was even more endearing for him. 

And then, he had Chuuya melting under his touch there and it seemed feelings like that were contagious - he himself felt like melting there as well, especially after those affectionate words and that kiss that followed.

Whispering simple ‘Love you too’ against Chuuya’s lips, he kissed him back, with as much affection as he was given, his arms moving to hug Chuuya around his shoulders and pulling him close. 

   “You’re always proud of things you aren’t supposed to be,” Chuuya fondly

     muses, head tipped while his fingers linger in Dazai's hair. He doesn’t bother

     answering as Dazai leans back in to kiss him, the closest thing to an answer

     being a hum. He won't bother talking when Dazai is kissing him, because as

     stubborn as he can be with the man, even he can falter under him.

   “It feels good when you tell me you love me. Or really to hear you be genuine

     at all. You should do it more often.” Just like he should be sincere with Dazai

     too, no matter how difficult it is.

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i made some changes in the “replies” section of my rules and im just gonna paste them here so everyone reads them and i dont have to make everyone go to my rules page.

ONE. First, please not harass me about replies. It usually takes me about a week or two to get to replies. I promise you I've seen them. If it's been a month without seeing a reply from me, feel free to send me a message. I may have actually missed it if it's been that long.

TWO. Second, I run the replies on this blog through the queue and I don't plan to change that. If that's going to be an issue for you, then this isn't the blog for you!

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cosmicstardreamer:

“I know I am~ That’s why I’m yours, right?” She chuckles, holding him close by his lower back. “Because you deserve something special and I’m one of the few people that know how to handle you.” Then she takes him by the hips before her hands make their way back up to his neck, a gentle caress before another deep kiss.

“I can make you feel ways nobody else can. I understand you like nobody else can. Because I’m special, and you’re special, too. That’s why we work so well together, because we just fit.” Now she’s holding his cheeks for another kiss. “Because there’s no one else I can see myself with like this. So you damn sure better believe you’re something special, too~”

“So try not to worry so much when you’re with me. We always manage to work things out, right? Besides, you’re supposed to be taking a break and you’re not doing that if you’re stressing out.”

   If anyone else answered that way he’d be heated, but when Neff did it, his

     lips curled deviously. “Talk about stroking my ego. Not that I’m complaining...”

     Chuuya hums against her lips, sliding his palms to her cheeks so he can hold

     her while they kiss. He holds her like he’s holding a precious jewel, but Neff is

     far more valuable than a jewel that can be found in any wealthy man’s

     quarters. She’s unique and there’s no one else who can beat her. Chuuya’s

     just fortunate that he’s the one she’s settled for.

   “As long as you remember that you’re special too. More special than anyone

     out there,” Chuuya whispers with a tenderness unlike his natural poise. He

     allows himself to become soft around Neff, to open vulnerabilities up that

     could get him killed if he wasn’t careful. He trusts Neff with that layer under

     his armor, something she should hold with pride. Chuuya is not the type to

     give second chances.

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nezumi-vc-103221:

Carefully, Nezumi slips out his ebbing length. He suspects that it’ll be a shock for Chuuya either way, the emptiness after a good fuck. He remembers from his own experience. But there’s not much else to do. He’s quick to regain composure and control.

When Chuuya grabs a hold of his neck, Nezumi grins. There is tension in shoulders that gives away the displeasure at being touched like that. Nezumi’s expression betrays none of it, though, and his tone is steady. “What would you rather have me say, sensei? Declare my eternal love to you? I doubt that. I’m sure good fuck makes you sleep like a baby, too.”

Nezumi slides away from Chuuya’s hand and quickly washes himself. Body and hair in no particular order. The water runs cold for a while before it warms up again and Nezumi steps under the stream, leaving some space for Chuuya should he wish to join. He’s done tending to Chuuya, quite certain that Chuuya will manage on his own.

Once finished Nezumi steps out. “I’ll sleep in your quest room,” he decides, giving Chuuya a glance as if to know what the man thinks of it. They may have shared some intimacy, but it’s still not enough for Nezumi to be able to fall asleep next to someone else.

   Shivering when Nezumi moves away, Chuuya lets out a breath he didn’t

     realize he was holding. He feels silly mixed with the afterglow of it all, though

     there’s not much afterglow to begin with. It was just a simple fuck, and that’s

     how it should be. There were no feelings present, yet Chuuya’s loyal nature

     made getting attached to it all appealing and interesting. Chuuya knew he

     couldn’t allow that to happen.

   “I never said that,” Chuuya bites back, allowing Nezumi to move away. He

     planned to pull his hand back anyway considering Nezumi is done with sex

     and what takes place after. They share the shower in silence after this, an

     unpleasant feeling settling over Chuuya the longer it passes. He hadn’t

     planned to do such things with Nezumi, hadn’t even considered it, and yet the

     night’s events altered his intentions as quick as lightning. The most frustrating

     part of it all is the sex felt good. It made Chuuya feel even stranger.

   Washing his body and cleaning himself out without a care that Nezumi could

     be watching, Chuuya’s looks at him when he breaks the silence. He’s not

     surprised that Nezumi wants to sleep in a guest room despite what they’d just

     done. If anything, it was just so like him. Reaching for the newest towel to dry

     off with, Chuuya continues as if he hadn’t given pause, “Do what you want. If

     you want to sleep there, I won’t stop you.”

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lifends:

          ❛   hm   ,         likewise   .   ❜         he   wishes   to   know   how   the   process   happened   ,      but   everythign   were   to   sudden   (   traumatizing   ?   )      he   can’t   even   remember   .     it   seemed   his   mind   had   cancelled   the   specific   procedures   that   had   been   executed   therefore   at   present   time   he   finds   it   difficult   to   comprehend   and   piece   the   puzzles   together   .         he   listens   to   the   other’s   response   only �� giving   a   nod   ,     ❛   i   see   .   ❜         there   was   a   slight   upturn   of   his   lips   /     the   four   years   had   granted   him   freedom   that   he   no   longer   had   to   suppress   the   tiniest   hints   of   relief   /   expressions   .     though   he   remains   expressionless   on   most   times   ,      the   faintest   nudges   from   his   body   languages   could   be   seen   by   careful   gazes   .      DAZAI   HAD   FOLLOWED   HIS   WORDS   ,     he   felt   proud   of   it   despite   having   almost   the   entirety   of   the   mafia   hate   him   .     SELFISH   ?      definitely   so   .      a   man   as   kind   as   him   was   bound   to   have   equally   the   same   darkness   ,      simply   too   hidden   carefully   .      

          ❛   that’s   unfortunate   ,      then   .      perhaps   you’ll   find   a   way   to   tie   the   knots   again   ,   hm   ?   ❜      odasaku   knew   of   the   close   bond   the   two   shared   ,     he   had   always   heard   of   stories   from   dazai   about   the   orange   haired   executive   .      odasaku   also   could   comprehend   that   the   other   didn’t   completely   hate   the   ‘   traitor   ’   .         and   so   he   proceeds   with   his   final   saying   ,      ❛   i   should   take   my   leave   ,     if   you   are   so   willing   to   let   me   go   .   ❜      

   “What’s that supposed to mean? You’re tellin’ me you don’t know how you

     came back?” He can’t be overly shocked considering his own situation; the

     sole reason he knows anything about it is because he rose to the Executive

     position, but this is undoubtedly more shocking than amnesia. Shaking his

     head Chuuya continues, “Not so simple, is it? Something tells me what

     happened to you isn’t so mortal.”

   “Unlikely. I think betraying the Port Mafia and making the extra move to blow

     up my expensive car was his way of telling me he’s not interested in knowing

     me positively.” Not that Dazai ever saw him in a positive light in the first

     place, that was all Chuuya. They were partners, but if it were under Dazai’s

     command, Chuuya thinks he would’ve let him die without hesitation. “Wait,”

     he declares abruptly, serious but not heated like before. “Don’t you want to

     see Dazai? I know you two were close... I know he’d be happy to see you.”

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ningenshikkxku:

Chuuya liked being called beautiful, Dazai already knew that. Still, he enjoyed his lover’s reactions to that, always. Even now, he could see that adorable blush burning his skin, the way his eyes glistened for a moment, how he stopped breathing just for a little while. Dazai knew him for so long that not even these subtle things could escape his attention. 

He was still smiling even when Chuuya kissed him, the smile slowly melting into a loving kiss. Loving, but not too gentle, the way he kissed back was intense and filled with raw energy but Dazai was positive Chuuya knew that kind of kiss showed the most love when it came to Dazai. 

As they kept kissing, his hands moved - fingers of one of them ending up tangled in ginger locks, the other pushed against the other’s waist, pulling him close. Sometimes, it felt like no amount of physical closeness between them was close enough. He desired Chuuya on more than just a physical level, it really felt as if his lover was his other half. 

   Even if he’s obvious about how much he likes being called beautiful, Chuuya

     knows Dazai wouldn’t say something like that so carelessly. If he did, he

     would’ve laced it with a joke by now in a much cheerier tone. This was a raw,

     vulnerable version, even if it was Dazai who complimented him. Seeing Dazai

     like this was an amazing feat all by itself.

   Their kiss becomes a tad heated when Dazai’s fingers sink into his hair,

     already messy from their recent activities, but the kicker is when Dazai

     pushes against his waist. He’s not sure what Dazai is suggesting, but the

     heat and the passion he feels from Dazai is intoxicating, and Chuuya can’t

     refuse him when he’s like this.

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ningenshikkxku:

“I might be a sappy bastard but I’m your sappy bastard,” Dazai continued with his sappiness without any shame, even enjoying it. As strange as it was, it felt good and weirdly liberating to talk about his feelings openly. Be silly about it, too. And if it was something Chuuya liked to hear, then well, it was just so much better. 

Letting out a soft, purring sound when the ginger touched his hair, he smiled at him, feeling warmth filling him and his heart skip a beat at that adoring look he was getting. If there really was something good about living, it was that. 

Slowly, his hand reached to Chuuya’s cheek and his fingers stroked it softly, his touch as gentle as only someone’s who was in love could be. “It means dreams can come true if you try hard enough,” he whispered, his look growing softer as he kept staring into Chuuya’s blue eyes.

   “You shouldn’t be proud of being a sappy bastard...” Chuuya mutters under

     his breath, but it’s not out of spite. Everything he says to Dazai is fond even

     if he’s too stubborn to admit it. His bullheadedness might be something Dazai

     likes about him though, so should he stop it? Chuuya shouldn’t care what

     Dazai thinks about him either way, but he does, and that’s what’s frustrating.

   “Are you a cat?” Chuuya teases at Dazai’s obvious purr. So he liked his hair

     being touched that much? It’s surprisingly soft, so Chuuya decides that it’s

     natural because there’s no way Dazai takes regular care of his hair. At least,

     not enough for it to be that soft.

   Without realizing, Chuuya leans into Dazai’s touch and feels his heart pound

     under that gaze. Seems like he’s become a sap himself. “I love you,” Chuuya

     blurts out of nowhere before pulling Dazai in to kiss him, pouring his love into

     Dazai’s mouth.

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cosmicstardreamer:

“Mmmm not really. Because then at least it’s predictable and easy to understand or explain.” It was a simple explanation, and the whole situation wasn’t even a big deal, but it’s not like they were arguing. That’s what she liked about talking with Chuuya. It was always an experience and kept you on your toes.

She could hear his change in tone however, when he says those words, and when he kisses her she pulls him back by his chin into another. “You don’t have to apologize, babe. You’re allowed to be human with me. You don’t have to hold up those walls as long as it’s us. We’re all a bit vulnerable, but it’s not like I’m gonna tell anyone and I’m not gonna think any less of you. You’re still absolutely amazing to me.” Neff offers her biggest, brightest smile before sneaking another tiny peck.

   Chuuya knows he shouldn’t have snapped over a topic like that, but it

     came out before he could stop it. It may seem like nothing to everyone else, but

     Chuuya’s mortality was difficult to understand. He’s still working on accepting it

     himself, but talking about it is still awkward for him. Neff saying these things

     makes Chuuya feel happy, and it even brings a smile to his lips. She

     didn’t have to say that, but he could tell by her expression she

     meant every word.

   “You’re something special, you know that?” Chuuya answers in a sweeter tone

     now before pulling her down into a kiss. Vulnerability is something that

     Chuuya still must learn, but with Neff maybe he’ll learn it faster than he would

     without her. His life is serious business and he’s learned not to depend too

     much on people, but maybe depending on Neff a little is safe.

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