A match made in hell | soukoku

Chapter six

Chuuya's POV

I went into the kitchen to make some popcorn for that annoying suicidal maniac. I can't believe I'm stuck with him! Like sitting beside him wasn't enough already... Once the snacks were done, I remembered I had a bottle of wine saved up. Of course, I would never share my precious wine with that mackerel, but somehow, him being worried about me changed my mind. Even if he might be a cold-blooded killer, nobody's ever cared about me like he does.

I turned to go back to the living room just to see Dazai looking through my stuff "Oi, bastard! What do you think you're doing??" I yelled. He seemed unfazed as he continued his rumbling. I got mad and went to grab him by the collar "I'll ask ONCE. What the fuck do you think you're doing??"

Dazai just gave me his signature smirk and waved an old photo album above my head. "Oh, nothing~ I was just admiring your baby pictures." I was so close to punching him when he suddenly approached my face. He was so close I could feel his breathing on my face.

I stood there in awe as he suddenly backed away from my grasp and started laughing. "You thought I'd kiss you? How adorable, Chibi~ but I bet you'd leave me an alcohol taste in my mouth, gross~" he scrunched his face up in disgust. I frowned at that and slapped him across the face "How fucking dare you touch my things?!"

Dazai looked surprised at how I avoided the subject matter, but played along "But you looked so cute in those pictures, I couldn't restrain myself!" he said almost desperately.

I rolled my eyes and paced to the couch, plopping down on it. "Did you choose a movie yet?" I asked bored "Of course~" he sang as he sat too close to my liking. I scoffed and put the snacks on the coffee table in front of us as the movie started.

I drank some wine while bickering with that bandage-wasting device. Even if I'd never admit it out loud, I enjoyed his presence, a bit too much even.

Once we stopped annoying each other, we found ourselves cuddling as the credits rolled. That movie was boring but at least Dazai made it better.

I was too wasted to think so I just fell asleep on Dazai's chest as he hummed some sort of song about suicide... fucking weirdo.

Dazai's POV

I noticed that Chuuya had fallen asleep so I decided to call my uncle, Oda, to tell him that I'm not coming home tonight. I didn't sleep immediately, of course, instead I admired the sleeping figure on my chest, him taking slow breaths and just looking absolutely wasted. He didn't even drink the whole bottle! What a lightweight.

'I'll make sure to tease him about that tomorrow'.