𝗦𝗢𝗨𝗞𝗢𝗞𝗨 𝗦𝗛𝗢𝗧𝗦

Roses are red, Violets are blue, I can totally live without you!

Day 1: Dazai's stupid bets.

Chuuya was reading a book, a book! So how the heck did him and Dazai suddenly get into a conversation about if they can live without eachother— (Why would Dazai even suggest that to Chuuya? The thought of it makes Chuuya's chest hurt.) When it was almost Valentines day?!

"What? Is Chuuya chickening out? Can he not live without me?"
The brunette teased, easily pissing Chuuya off.

"Oh fuck off! Of course I can, the question is can you?"
He smirked.

"Hah! Who do you take me for, Chuu!"
Chuuya crossed his arms, glaring at Dazai suspiciously.

"I— Yes, I can Chuuya!"

"If you say so."
Chuuya shrugged.

"What about this, We're not gonna be seeing or hearing eachother until Valentines, whoever goes back to the other first loses! Winner gets to make whatever the loser do what they want for a week. If it's a tie, Then... Our co-workers will vote on who wins, whoever has the worst reaction loses!"

"Fine!"

"Fine."
Dazai turned around, stomping angrily into the bedroom.

"Where are you going?!"

"To my dorm at the agency, why? You wanna know where I am so you can come crawling back to me?"
He smiled, fucking brat.

"Of course not— Just— An old habit!"
And that was true, ever since they got back together, well married, whenever Dazai even touches the closet, Chuuya would always ask him where he was going, Of course he wouldn't ask him if he was taking out Dazai for a date or something. (Dazai left Chuuya behind for four years, Chuuya has always been worrying about that happening again.)

Dazai packed clothes into his bag, "How do you know that I wanna stay here? Don't you wanna be here instead?" Chuuya frowned, The house— Pent, pent house, was really big, why wouldn't Dazai wanna stay here?

"'Cause, Slug, The house is big! And it'll feel even more tempting to go back to me when you're here, cause it feels even more lonelier when you're the only on here, with oh so many reminders of me!"

Chuuya sighed, Dazai finally finished packing up stuf and was gonna get a goodbye kiss from Chuuya before levaing, "Nuh-uh, No contact until Valentines, remember?" Dazai's mouth was wide open, ready to complain, and whine. "But Chuuya!"

"Nope."
Chuuya pushed Dazai out the door, "If I have to stay here where it feels even more lonelier that anywhere else, You have to leave with no goodbye kisses, or hugs, or even the slightest pecks."

"Wah—"
Chuuya slammed the door closed.

———

Dazai felt like crying.
Like, really, really, really hard.
Leaving without a goodbye kiss from Chuuya? Is this a joke? This is a joke right?
Such a cruel joke!!!

Dazai blinked repeatedly, processing what just happened until it clicked! Chuuya didn't kiss him goodbye! Hug or even pecked!

He practically dragged himself on the pavement while walking to the agency, a large, genuine frown on his face. His eyes felt wet, the roses and hearts and couples, and other stupid wine shops and hats— It was all so painful! Everything reminded him of Chuuya!

Soon enough, after an eternity of pain, he made it to the agency, sitting down on one of the seats in the café, His head laid down on the table, "Ah, Dazai-san, would you like to order anything?" A feminine voice asked him, "Mmmmph." Dazai sniffed sadly, looking at the girl in front of him.