Bad Connection -discontinued-

Part 2: Drunk Texts

It's way too late to be this awake. Chuuya couldn't stop thinking about what Dazai just sent him. Looking at the message over and over again, just to make sure what the redhead saw was really there.

"ODA I got the really hot redhead's number today!!" Chuuya's mouth was still a gape, eyes wider than ever before. What could this possibly mean? Obviously, the brunette also found Chuuya attractive, but he never thought about it until now. The redhead recalls seeing the tall man stare at him just as much as he did to Dazai. Almost as if Dazai was checking him out? Chuuya felt the faint flush on his cheeks grow more and more as he thought about it, feeling this weird and strange tingle in his stomach as he was lost in thought.

"Whatever... knowing him he's 100% drunk right now." The redhead mumbled to himself, as he put his phone down and turned to lay on his side.

"I guess I'll just talk to him tomorrow about it."

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Just like everyday, Dazai's wifi wasn't working. But out of all the days he wanted the wifi to actually function, today was the most important.

The brunette woke up and glanced at the time on his phone, only to see that instead of texting Oda, he texted Chuuya. Big deal... Whatever, right? It was probably just a hello tex- oh no.

Dazai's eyes widened beyond what should be capable, with shaky hands he read his message to himself, even more shocked. "OH MY GOD NO!!"

In an instant, Oda was bursting through Dazai's door, practically screaming "What's wrong?? Did something happen??"

"Oda you have to kill me. Like, right now." Dazai huffed and then looked to his friend, "I sent Chuuya a text that was meant for you..." The brunette has done many, many, stupid things while drunk, things he likes to forget about, but never has he done something this stupid.

"Really Dazai? That's why you screamed?" Oda had a slight hint of annoyance in his voice, but he had the calmest expression on his face, almost as if he knew this would happen.

Dazai, who was blushing, looked away from Oda, only to focus his gaze on the whiskey bottle next to his bed, "I really should stop drinking... I always do stupid shit when I'm drunk."

Before Oda could even say something in response, the brunette got up from his bed, stretching his arms while he was standing, and said in a nonchalant tone,

"Whatever, Whatever, I have to finish this section of my novel today, or else my editor is gonna kill me." "Now shuu" Dazai looked to Oda and ushered his hands to him as he walked to his dresser to change into his clothes.

Right before Oda left the tall brunette's room, he turned to Dazai with a smirk that hid no remorse and muttered a sentence that made Dazai shutter "Oh ya, the wifi isn't working so you'll have to go to the coffee shop today, goodluck~"

Oda left quickly after that, as he didn't want to fall victim to Dazai's whines and complaints. If there's one thing that he couldn't deal with, it was how his friend could possibly be so annoying.

Dazai was still standing there, shaking. He was so embarrassed that he didn't even want to think about going into the coffee shop today. He didn't know how to face the redhead after what he sent him. Sadly, it seemed he didn't have much of a choice whether he wanted to go or not, the wifi still wasn't working, and he had a deadline the next day. Not to mention, he also still had tons of papers he had to write for his classes.

Throwing on a baggy, black, oversized sweater, with matching black jeans that were just slightly too short for the brunette, he went into his bathroom and did his hair. Maybe, if he adds a pink hair clip on the side of his curly chocolate locks, it'll throw Chuuya off too much to talk about what happened. So he picks a pink, hello kitty clip and places it on the hair just above his ear. He then went back to his room, and slipped on his black, low-top boots, and made his way to the living room. As the brunette was about to leave, he slipped on his tan overcoat, and grabbed his book bag that was also a light sand color, covered in different cat patches with a brown leather bottom. He took one finally deep breath, and walked out his door, starting his journey to the coffee shop.