𝗦𝗢𝗨𝗞𝗢𝗞𝗨 𝗦𝗛𝗢𝗧𝗦

Me Or Your 'Grape Juice'?!

Dazai Osamu and Chuuya Nakahara— Partners. They have a strong bond, tied together with trust and some love, nothing could ever come between them and end their relationship— But Dazai saw Chuuya last week drinking a bottle of horrendously expensive red wine and he was stubbornly ignoring Dazai! Said Dazai was also trying to steal his attention by insulting him and being whiny.

Chuuya would not budge though, so after a few more tries of getting affection from his lover, he asked the important question. "Me or your stupid grape juice?!" He yelled.

Chuuya did not even look at him, still scrolling through and tapping on his phone as he said those hateful words, "Grape juice." He even took a sip from the wine glass while flipping the brunette off with his cruelty.

That's when Dazai Osamu decided to play the ultimate prank!

He was going to hide Chuuya's stupid grape juice from him.

It took a few tries too, because Chuuya was so awfully distracting, with his stupid little comments on 'how pretty Dazai is', his tempting lips, half-lidded eyes whenever he wanted to do anything intimate with him as he was preparing for the prank, he even thought Chuuya knew what he was doing and trying to keep him away from doing it!

But finally, after a few days, he managed to complete while Chuuya was gone on a mission. What he didn't know was that it was a very stressful one where multiple of his men died.

"Dazai!"
The ginger called out the detective's name, anger evident in his voice.

"Yeah Chu?" He closed the book he was reading, propping it beside him. He knew what this was about,

"Where," Chuuya stomped angrily towards Dazai.

"Is my wine?"
A twitch in his eye, Ah. He's very angry.

"Oh about that~..."
Dazai put his finger on his chin, ignoring the way Chuuya looked like he was gonna kill him.

"I donated them to orphanages so they could sell it for more supplies!~" He sing-songed, staring at Chuuya innocently, Should he stop or see how far this goes?

"You what?!" He screamed. Dazai didn't like this anymore, he just wanted to poke fun at Chuuya but it's showing that he's actually really angry.

"You know how much those wine bottles are worth!"
"You can't just go fucking around with them and fucking sell them to random people— let alone without my permission!"
Chuuya was fuming. He was red with anger and he was clearly pissed, he growled, stomping back in the bedroom.

"Wait Chuuya it was just a j—"

Chuuya cut him off by slamming the door, there was definitely cracks around the door frame.Dazai repeated Chuuya's name, then moving on to pet names. He knocked on the door softly, calling out his lover's name for some time.

"Get the fuck out my house you damn bastard!"

"C'mon it was just a joke..."
He cooed, the thought of making Chuuya cry? Yeah if he did that, he'd be sure to make his next destination to hell a short one. He knocked again. "Chuuya?"

"I said fucking leave."
Chuuya stated, clearly not wanting to deal with Dazai any longer.

"Come on love. I'm sorry, it was just a joke.
"Your precious red and white wine are in the backyard."

Chuuya didn't say anything else, neither did Dazai. He just muttered out a simple, "Leave me alone." and left the conversation on hold. Dazai sighed, he should've known better. He crashed on the couch for the night, blankets alone were his only heat source.

The brunette of course woke up first and started to stare onto that ginger's face— Chuuya slid himself into his arms while he was sleeping on the couch. How could such a beautiful being have such a potty mouth? Dazai just chuckled quietly. After an hour the ginger woke up and the brunette immediatly came to apologize to the other.

"I'm sorry love." Hot chocolate in hand, Dazai kissed Chuuya on the cheek. He set the cup on the table beside them to coddle Chuuya better.

"That wasn't funny, you know." He frowned, Dazai's heart melted.

"I'm sorry..." He cupped Chuuya's face, rubbing his thumb on his cheek soothingly.

Chuuya stayed silent for a couple minutes, letting the brunette shower him with kisses and pecks to try to get him to accept the apology. And he, of course, gave in.

"I forgive you I guess." He mumbled, looking away from Dazai and turning away, giving him the perfect angle to give him a little kiss. "But if you do that again I'll kill you."

Dazai laughed weakly. "There's something else, isn't there?"

"Lots of my subordinates died yesterday."

"Oh."

"You did not help. One bit."

"Chuuya, I'm so, so, so sorry. I didn't know. I thought it would be funny."

"I- God. It's my fault they died, if I had just known— reacted a second earlier before that bomb exploded, I could've saved them." His voice broke and almost immediately, soft cries could be heard.

"Oh, oh, don't cry Chuu." He wiped the tears from his cheeks away with his thumb.

"It's not your fault and never will be. I understand that you're like this because your people died but please remember they signed up for that possibility Chuuya,you can only be happy it wasn't you."

"But that's so selfish, Dazai. They've killed and they are mafia, but they didn't deserve to die, they've only ever killed bad people."

"Shhh, it's all okay love, they know they were bound to die someday."

"But—" Dazai shuts him up with a kiss on the lips, soft and short, comforting.

"Sleep, dear." Chuuya whimpers, turning into jelly above Dazai.

Dazai helped Chuuya sleep, talking about the days in the agency, describing all their kisses from the first to the very last, every single one— Soon enough, he fell asleep with Chuuya, it was a nice day.

I edited this chapter btw <3