Bad Connection -discontinued-

Part 1: A Simple Problem...Right?

Chuuya can't help but notice this strange man, always in his coffee shop. I mean, who wouldn't? He was easy on the eyes, tall yet so elegant. His curly, chocolate brown hair falling just below his sharp jawline, always tucked on one side revealing his side of his face without a care. From what Chuuya saw, Dazai had deep, mysterious honey colored eyes, they held so much emotion behind them, but yet they seemed cold and dangerous. Chuuya even found the way Dazai dressed himself mysterious. The high-waisted corduroy pants that were always either brown, black, or beige. The matching baggy turtleneck sweaters, that were just barely too short to hide the bandages around his arms and neck, Chuuya always wondered why Dazai wore them, but he assumed it was private so he never asked. Dazai often would wear a tan colored trench coat, it outlined his thin figure nicely. The way it just ever so slightly cinched in at the waist, and how it made him look so effortlessly put together. Chuuya just couldn't explain this feeling he had towards Dazai, whenever Chuuya looked at him, his whole body would tingle and he would tense up, but he was just so attracted to him. He would get lost in his thoughts whenever he would see Dazai, which is what led him to this situation right now.

"Huh? What did you say?" Blinking a few times, Chuuya realized that Dazai was standing at the counter, trying to talk to him.

"Is everything alright? You were staring at me with a concerning look." Dazai, who looked rather uncomfortable, said wearily.

"Oh uh, ya... getting the usual?" Chuuya tried his best to give a sincere smile, noticing the brown hairs' uncomfortable aura.

"Yup! You know me so well Chuuya~" Dazai couldn't help it. He loved to annoy the little chibi whenever he could.

"Shut up with that tone you stupid fuck!" You could almost see the steam coming off of the redhead with the way he responded to Dazai.

Dazai, with a satisfying smirk, walked away from the counter, and took his usual spot. The brown haired boy couldn't help but feel a little nervous from the interaction just now. Chuuya was intensely staring at him, seemingly lost in thought. For some reason Dazai couldn't help but stare back at him. He was very attractive, more than the brunette would like to admit. The way his curly, flamed colored hair, would flow over his face, draped on one side of his neck in a loose ponytail. The way it looked messy yet so well kept. He always had a faint flush in his cheeks, topped with light freckles that any stranger wouldn't see unless one so carefully examined the little chibi. He had the fiercest blue eyes, with a small section of each one carrying a small amount of honey brown. It was like the ocean whenever dazai got to look into them, they were full of ambition and power, so hopeful and full of life, but so calm and caring. Something about Chuuya made Dazai nervous, but never in a bad way. He always felt that he was attracted to Chuuya, in a way that no one could explain. It seemed that no matter what, they just gravitate towards each other.

For some reason, Atsushi insisted on making Dazai's drink. The redhead couldn't help but feel uneasy about it. Why did he want to make his drink, when Dazai was his custom- oh no.
"Stop thinking like that Chuuya!" Before he could realize it, the redhead had muttered those words.
"Thinking like what Chu?" The shy boy said with a slight hint of confusion.

Chuuya looked over to his friend, noticing that he had a new black stripe in his normally silver hair.

"Nothing... since when have you had that stripe in your hair?" Chuuya tried desperately to change the subject.

The amber eyed boy looked back at him, a flushed expression on his face.

"Oh... Aku wanted us to match so he dyed it for me." Atsushi said, feeling the blush on his face darken.
"How adorable. It makes me want to kick him." Chuuya huffed out, annoyed by how all of his friends were in happy, healthy, relationships, while he was stuck with no one, working his life away.