say you won't let go

6

chapter title : fyodor's specialty

summary : Dazai invites Chuuya to be his date for the important Port Mafia night party. Chuuya starts to feel that he has strange, peculiar feelings for the older. He decided to ignore his feelings, brushing them aside.

our couple getting closer (?) jealous and overprotective Dazai (?)

note : there isn't any NSFW scenes because this part was getting really long but i'll add a smut pretty soon because ahem- dazai gets angry at chuuya by the end of this.

also another note : i deeply apologize for being so late with my updates especially this series :( i promise i would write faster since my exam period is over and i already have an idea for the next part :) 

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"woah, you really do know how to cook!" chuuya eyebrows narrowed into a thin line, seeming really offended that the other was doubting his culinary skills. setting down the two bowls of pasta he had just made, he made sure to give dazai a deadly glare.

"no, i don't how to cook. i totally did not just cook two bowls of pasta because i'm so bad at cooking." the ginger rolled his eyes as his voice was filled with sarcasm and spite, making dazai chuckle gently. "chuuya is so petty! i'm just shocked that you could cook at such a young age, okay?"

"yeah, okay. don't be shock, old man. many people know how to cook on this earth you are just not one of them." chuuya responded before settling at the seat opposite of the mafia boss, picking up the nearby utensils to dig into his Aglio e olio, it tasted heavenly like normal. "ummm, chibi's cooking is so tasty! i love it!" dazai shot him a bright grin, before resuming wolfing down the dish he made.

seeing dazai like an excited kid, chuuya's heart fluttered a little. he doesn't need to know that chuuya has been holing himself inside port mafia's kitchen for a few hours for 2 to 3 days now, just to get used to the kitchen appliances, searching up recipes to cook for the mafia boss. because chuuya knows that the other has difficulty with his diet, always eating so little despite how much he needs.

the ginger didn't realize he was blushing until the other began to poke his cheeks, mouth releasing that annoyingly- chirpy and teasing tone. "aww, angel's blushing. is it because you feel happy for daddy's compliment?" chuuya's mood made a sharp 180 degree turn, bringing his legs to kick dazai's, making sure the blows he sent were painful enough.

"if you don't shut up, i'll make sure you choke on the spaghetti." chuuya gave the brunette a warning look. "ow! chibi's always so violent! no wonder he doesn't have friends in school." dazai attempt to soothe the pain on his legs by rubbing against the area the strong ginger hit.

chuuya could feel his blood pressure rising, dazai is really a health hazard to him. he swears the mafia boss would one day kill all his braincells if not make one of his blood vessels pop due to anger. it's true that chuuya doesn't really have friends in his university, but it wasn't like he didn't want to make friends. he had always been so damn busy that he didn't really have the time to hang out with his classmates.

"i wish i could just tape your mouth shut. just let me eat my food in peace!" chuuya huffed as he folded his arms on his chest, hating how he was so distracted he couldn't even consume his meal properly. "alright, alright. by the way, chuuya... can i ask you something?"

the ginger raised his eyebrows in curiosity because dazai rarely does this. normally he just ask whatever he could or do whatever he felt like doing without any hesitation. he was like another man after their first sexual intercourse. oh just to let you know, they've been engaging business for 4 months now. yeah-