A bunch of unrelated fics of SKK.
(Mostly centered around Hurt Chuuya and Comforting/Caring Dazai.)
Total Word Count: 125k+
Note: I take no credits for this fic. Itʼs currently an on-going series on ao3, posted by a friend of mine. Iʼve already ask...
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Chapter 2: I Just Wanna Be Somebody To You
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Chuuya punched him.
Hard.
Enough to send the brunet flying backwards on the couch. Dazai couldʼve easily avoided the punch and the both of them knew that. Which was what irked Chuuya enough to grab the brunet by his collar and bring him to his height. Shaking his body rapidly, Chuuya growled at him. Dazai smirked back in reply, unaffected.
“Chibi is such a dog, always getting violent before thinking his actions through.”
Chuuya brought his face closer to whisper in a threatening tone, “Shut the fuck up before I gut you and throw you out of the fucking window.”
Dazai pouted at him, the skin of his steadily swelling cheek pulling painfully, “Chibi knows I donʼt like pain~!”
Chuuya threw the brunet on the couch, ignoring the way he gracefully landed, and stepped back, subconsciously trying to put his hands in his pockets before he remembered he was wearing boxers with a shirt that was too big on him. His cheeks burned again, this time for a different reason than the natural anger at Dazai.
“All the more reason to do it, asshole!”
Keeping the topic going didnʼt deter the brunet from easily noticing the red tint taking over the redheadʼs features and the motion of his arms. Dazai absolutely refused to think of the redhead as cute, he was anything but.
Dazai grabbed Chuuyaʼs hand, knowing it would catch the redhead off-guard enough to give him a few seconds, and easily pulled him down. Changing their positions, he pinned the redhead to the couch by the redheadʼs hands and hovered above him. Chuuya looked up at him with wide eyes, opening his mouth to say something before his brain completely shut off on him.
The brunet was bathed in the dim warm light, his fluffy brown hair shone and his red-tinted eyes were half-lidded, his mouth was curled up softly, not exactly a smirk but not a smile either. The warmth that radiated off of Dazai burned Chuuya to his core, causing a pleasant chill to go down his spine.
Dazai looked absolutely beautiful.
And to Dazai, the redhead looked absolutely ravishing.
With his bright hair splayed across the couch messily, cerulean met brown with many emotions flowing through them, giving them a pretty glow and his cheeks were turning scarlet steadily. Despite wanting to kiss the redhead senseless, Dazai had some things to sort out first.
“Chuuya.”
The redhead snapped out of the daze he had settled in, starting to slowly struggle against the brunet, before ceasing his rapid movements altogether when Dazai tilted his head down to brush his lips against Chuuyaʼs neck, where it met his shoulder, before Dazai leaned up slightly to murmur in his ear softly.
