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Maybe Christmas isn't so bad when it's with you

Tw/Tags: Christmas, Fluff, Established Dazai Osamu/Nakahara Chuuya, Chuuya loves Christmas, Dazai hates it, Gift Giving, Implied Sexual Content, Established Relationship, Flirting
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Dazai hated Christmas.

It wasn't even a justified hate either, if he was honest. He had plenty of trauma to be perfectly in the right to hate a lot of things, but Christmas was not among them. There was no tragic event linked to the holiday whatsoever.

He just...hated it.

Perhaps it was the hypocritical attitude most people took on during these festive days. Everyone tried to be just a little nicer. "Spread the warmth" and all that garbage. If they were an asshole the rest of the year, there wasn't much value in behaving nicely for only a few days.

Or maybe it was the fact that everyone expected him to be fine and happy and giddy even more so than was expected of him usually. Keeping up his carefree, happy trickster façade took a lot of energy as it was, but during Christmas especially, his colleagues would scold him just a little harder for talking about suicide and the like.

Regardless of his reasons, Dazai hated Christmas. That much was fact.

'Oi, stop daydreaming and help me put these decorations up!'

And of course, then there was Chuuya.

Chuuya loved Christmas.

'Ah~ of course you need my help, you can't reach the top of the Christmas tree without me at all, can you?' Dazai hummed, walking closer to where Chuuya was unpacking boxes full of decorations.

'I can float, you know?' the man argued. 'I just don't want to do it all by myself.'

'Because you'll call me lazy and scold me?'

'Because decorating a tree is supposed to be a fun activity with a loved one, asshole.'

At that, Dazai paused for a moment.

Chuuya was always so...honest about these things.

It was both endearing and frustrating, because it made Dazai wholly unable to state his dislike for the blasted holiday.

He'd hurt Chuuya plenty of times in the past. Hell, he'd probably do so plenty more times to come in the future.

But taking something simple like the joy of Christmas away? That would undoubtedly land him a number one spot on the "worst boyfriends ever" list, if he wasn't at the top of that very list already.

And so, he'd have to play along for the simple sake of keeping peace, for once in his life.

'Oh? Did Chuuya just admit he loves me?' Dazai hummed amusedly, bumping his shoulder against him playfully and almost sending a box of ornaments flying.

Chuuya gave him an offended look. 'We live together, we share a bed, and we're dating. Take a wild fucking guess, genius.'

'Aww, that's actually kind of sweet of you!'

'Are you going to help or not?!'

With a soft sigh, Dazai took hold of one of the ornaments.

'Fine, if you insist.' he hummed. 'But don't yell at me if you think I'm doing it wrong, it's your mistake for making me help in the first place, and I will use one of the garlands to hang myself with.'

He wouldn't, a fact of which he knew Chuuya was all too aware.

'I won't yell.' the redhead huffed regardless, pressing a kiss against his cheek before taking the ornament from his hands again and hanging it on a branch. 'This time.'