Everything or Nothing
CatacylsmicEvents
Chapter 28: the first date
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"First of all," Dazai smiles, dropping down on the edge of Chuuya's hospital bed, "I want to thank you for taking the time out of your busy schedule for me—"
Chuuya rolls his eyes so hard, it feels like they might pop out of his head. "Don't be an ass.”
"I would never," his boyfriend snorts, bumping Chuuya's knee with his. "But what's with that face?" He murmurs, reaching over to poke the redhead's cheek gently, and Chuuya sighs.
"You don't have to put yourself on house arrest with me, you know." Chuuya mutters, pulling one leg up underneath him. Dazai quirks an eyebrow at him. "What do you mean?"
"Just that I'll understand if you don't want to be trapped inside with me all the time?" Chuuya stars down at his feet. "I know it isn't exactly exciting."
Dazai stares at him, thinking that over. He thinks it’s a lot more fun than he would be having at school—or out with his friends—because generally, being with Chuuya? That's when he's the happiest. But that's just a little too sappy for him to admit, and he has absolutely met his limits for emotional confessions after their encounter in the storm the week before—so he opts for something a little less direct.
"You think you can't have fun in a hospital?"
Chuuya raises an eyebrow. "I kind of grew up in them—"
Dazai waggles his eyebrows at him, "You forget, chibi—so did I." Two vastly different experiences, but Chuuya sort of can imagine how boring it must have been, getting stranded in hospital hallways as a little kid because your home life was that chaotic and your father was working constantly... Well, Chuuya can imagine he spent a lot of time here.
"And did you discover more exciting things to do?" Chuuya asks dryly, to which Dazai responds with this impish smile that makes the redhead's stomach flutter with butterflies.
"As a matter of fact," Dazai stands up, offering Chuuya his hand, "I did."
Hospital hallways are relatively empty during the low points of a shift—and on this particular floor, which typically only caters to VIP long term care patients, it's practically deserted. Chuuya crosses his arms over his chest, his head cocked to the side, and while he thinks the hospital issued pants and t-shirt are hideous, Dazai finds the way the oversized neckline slips off of his shoulder so endearing.
"This is so dumb." Dazai snorts, kicking off his shoes, letting them the wall.
"It honestly just sounds like the chibi is scared that he'll trip."
Chuuya gives him a look. "I'm graceful, alright?"
Dazai can't stop himself from smiling, "Graceful?"
"Like a damn gazelle!" Chuuya snaps.
"Methinks the lady doth protest too much." Dazai sighs, and before Chuuya can grumble about who he's calling a damn lady, Dazai steps forward. "The key is to get a running start—" he takes two big leaps, "—land and twist to the side—" he does so, holding his arms out to balance himself, and then he performs an impressive sock slide, one that takes him halfway down the hallway, before turning around and performing a small bow. "Like so."
And Chuuya has to admit. It sounded so dumb when Dazai explained it to him, but... It actually does look kind of fun. "I'm not sure if I'm even allowed," Chuuya starts, only for Dazai to give him a look, because it's a pretty weak excuse.
"If you're worried about falling on your ass, I get it--"
"I'm not—"
"Then go on, my little gazelle."
