Lights, camera, action! *SOUKOKU*

CHAPTER 11: Snapdragon

No one said a word after that experience in the baths. Filming sessions continued as usual and nothing special happened. Chuuya and Dazai started working together but the scenes were of small normal interactions. 

Dazai would occasionally comment on Chuuya's performance but unlike Kunikida, the redhead didn't fall for those. The only embarrassing thing was that Chuuya was acting as a girl. He would never get over it.

As weeks and months passed by, Chuuya could perceive a difference in Dazai. In spite of his outstanding performances and his unnecessary babbler he had... changed. His joyful personality was distorted and Chuuya had started to see a deviation even in his moves. 

No one else seemed to have noticed it but to Chuuya it was clear. Dazai would sometimes stare longingly at empty spaces after a professionally executed performance or his body language when getting around would be a little bit more narrow, almost introverted-like. 

What could be happening that made the superstar feel uneasy? I mean, not like Chuuya cared or anything; it was just for the sake of getting the job done.

He woke up one night to go to the bathroom and heard some sounds on the men's restroom. When he opened the door, he found Dazai closing his toilet bag in a rush and excusing himself. When his roommate left, Chuuya did his thing and then went to wash his face. He swore he saw a small trail of blood but his sleepiness could be playing with his mind.

The changes were minimal though. Only Chuuya knew about them because he spent most of the day spying on Dazai. The brunette would still be snarky, goofy and annoying as always.

The faithful day came when Dazai and Chuuya would have to film a kiss scene. More precisely, the first kiss of the couple in the movie. Chuuya was drowning in nervousness as stylist Izumi Kyouka dressed him up. The dress was casual, not like they were filming a wedding scene, but it left Chuuya with more exposed skin than he would have liked.

-Don't worry, Nakahara-san. I won't think you're gay just because you have to kiss a guy. Not like I have anything against homosexuals but I know you boys don't feel good about it. -

-I-I would've never thought about that...-

When Kyouka was done along with the makeup artists, Chuuya went to meet with Dazai and the crew, ready to film. Against what Chuuya expected, Dazai didn't open his lousy mouth to insult him or anything. He just remained still in place with faintly rosed cheeks but a stoic blank expression on his face.

-Okay, so let me explain how I want this scene to go. -Fukuzawa started.

The director guided the actors through the motions and Chuuya could feel Dazai scanning him. Was he judging him? Yeah, it was kinda pathetic that he had to wear women's clothes. The worst was that he did pass as a girl even when dressed normally.

Finally, Fukuzawa finished and the actors were set in place. When everything was ready, they started the take. It went all smooth despite the nerves until Chuuya faceplanted on the floor after tripping on something.

-Uh oh... Chuuya are you ok? -Fukuzawa asked.

Chuuya reassured him it was nothing, embarrassed at what had just happened. He didn't want to delay the kiss anymore and ask to retake the scene immediately. 

Everything continued well. Both Dazai and Chuuya had lines and they had memorized them properly. What that didn't prepare them for was for allergic reactions.

-Aaaacchhuuum! -Dazai sneezed, failing at putting his hand on his mouth quickly enough for him to get Chuuya covered in his bacteria, saliva and mucus.

-Aaaahhhh! Get me this outta my face! It's disgusting! - Chuuya went crazy as Elise, Mori's daughter, cleaned him up.

There was no further comment on that either and they started a new take again. The scene went like this: Chuuya and Dazai met in an empty bar late at night. They sat in a corner, facing one another but with enough distance for it to be an average friends meeting. They'd have to say their lines, rise up the tension and finally kiss.

So, the actors did what they had to. Chuuya spewed his lines in an automatized manner, his thoughts being more on Dazai and how unnervingly hot he was instead of the task at hand.

 Chuuya saw how Dazai's lips parted every time he had to pronounce a word, his wet tongue dancing inside his mouth, spilling out a graceful voice in the form of romantic sentences. If only they were really directed at him...

Chuuya got distracted for a second but regained his composure and said his lines. Now, while he was talking, Dazai would have to lean closer to him for the final kiss. Chuuya on the other hand, had to act stressed, talking about something that preoccupied the character. He did so well because his anxiety was spiralling out of control.

He could see Dazai slowly getting closer to his face, the air around them getting warmer and filled with the brunette's scent. It was time for Chuuya's character to stop talking and the actors had to stare lovingly at each other for a few seconds before the kiss.

The two roommates immersed themselves in the other's eyes, the colours of which were so contrasting but at the same time so similar. 

Chuuya could see a hint of a feeling on Dazai's eyes he couldn't quite name, but that perception quickly faded away and chocolate eyes glimmered with the same strength as before.

Chuuya's heart was threatening to escape from his mouth. He was really feeling like the girl of the movie. He was going to kiss Dazai... 

As they got closer, Dazai slowly closed his eyes, his shining soft lips longing to meet with his partner's. Our redhead finally let himself go, allowing their lips to connect at last. 

When acting, professionals keep their lips shut while pretending to French kiss so Chuuya, against his desires, did just so. To his surprise, Dazai parted his lips possessively and shoved his tongue inside his mouth. 

Chuuya was so, so excited, he could've moaned and melted right there... But then he violently pushed Dazai away, startling the whole crew with his reaction and turning to the side before spitting out and gagging. 

Dazai started rolling on the floor, tears of laughter falling from his eyes as all the others watched in astonishment and wondered what the hell had happened. Chuuya finally recovered and glared daggers at that demonic thot.

-You fucking son of a bitch! How dare you eat fucking garlic before this, you treacherous asshat!? You're dead, you horseshit! You hear me!!?? You're so fucking dead!!! - 

Well, oops! Maybe it wasn't the kiss you expected but it's better than nothing... Maybe? I'm back from my vacation so updates should be coming regularly at the 3-day schedule I've set for both this story and my other one. If you haven't read the other one, please do! It's also about BSD with Dazai as the main character! Well, I'll see you again in three days, I hope! Love ya! <3