Hey bozos! This a (obviously) a DazaixChuuya oneshot book, which contains the following: fluff, smut, and ofc angst. I will be sure to put warnings and tws for the angst ones. Enjoy and have fun you sinners!
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Chuuya's POV:
I sighed as I got out of bed. I've always hated mornings, as well as getting out of bed. But ever since the start of freshman year, when I met him, I suddenly had a reason to get out of bed.
He's the boy I like.
Dazai Osamu.
I love the way his messy brown hair falls gently onto his face, as though his hair has to be very careful to not damage his delicate skin. Or his brown eyes. Those dark chocolate eyes that I ever so often find myself staring deep into. Pretty. Pretty, pretty, pretty. It might be wrong to think that a guy is pretty, but it's his fault. His fault for looking like that. His fault for having such a charming personality that it naturally makes people interested in it. Yeah. His fault.
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"CHUUYAAAA!!!", I hear my favorite voice call out to me."The hell do you want?" I know it sounds rude. It is. But I can't have him know how I think about him. He'd hate me and find me absolutely disgusting."Would you like to hang out with me at lunch? I have something I'd like to discuss with you", the brunette smirked at me. "Sure, but only because I have nothing better to do". It wasn't a lie. What could be better than hanging out with the boy you like? "Great! Meet me at the rooftop during lunch.", Dazai smiled clapping his hands. "You're not dragging me there to watch you jump of the roof or something, are you?" I genuinely questioned him. "No, not today." he chuckled as he waved goodbye and then walked away. Class flew by fast. Probably because I didn't pay attention to the time, and instead took notes as the math teacher directed the class. The bell rang, and I was the last one out because I was organizing my notes in my backpack. Soon as I was done, I dashed out the room and up onto the stairs of the roof to meet Dazai. "Wow, look who's all out of breath?" Dazai laughed when he saw me panting heavily after opening the door to the roof. "Hey, my class is on the first floor and I didn't want to keep you waiting." I mumbled taking a seat next to him."Thank you.", he said. "Thanks for what?", I asked. "Thank you for agreeing to listen to what I had to tell you." "Well, what is it?" Dazai suddenly scooted closer to me, and put his rough hands on mine. "You won't get mad if I tell you, right?", he quietly whispered. "No", I responded. "No." He smiled, bringing my hands up closer to his face caressing it.
"I like you, Chuuya"
I locked eyes with him, and whispered back, "I like you as well." "Dazai." he then pulled me into a tight embrace and sighed. "What's the matter?", I asked him. "It's just... I thought you would hate me" "How could I hate you, Dazai?" I smiled at him. "You're too perfect for anybody to hate." Dazai's eyes started watering. "W-why are you crying?" I asked him, worried that I had said something wrong to the boy. "I love you, Chuuya. So, so, much." he kissed my hand. "I love you too, Osamu." I kissed his hands back.
Author's note:
Woooooow, lookee who finally uploaded! LMAO sorry bout that haha. A fun fact is that I actually thought a little bit about my crush when I typed this out, specifically the part where Chuuya was describing Dazai's hair and eyes. Hahahahahahahahaha. Anyways, I apologize for the late upload, and I hope you all are doing alright!
