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The next morning, they're up early Mostly because Dazai's grandmother wanted to make king crab—Dazai's favorite—for dinner, which meant going down to the fish market just after daybreak.
"So," Chuuya takes a long swig of the Apple cider Dazai bought him from a street stall—it's warm, spiced with cinnamon, and it brings the heat back into his chest as they walk through the cool, morning air. "Any big plans for today?"
"As a matter of fact ," Dazai smiles, hefting the paper bag full of crabs a little higher in his arms, "We're going to be pretty busy."
Chuuya raises an eyebrow "Oh?"
They drop the crabs off in the kitchen, and after that—Dazai leads them back towards the cabin. "It's a good thing someone packed a hiking outfit for you," he sighs dramatically. "How thoughtful of them."
Chuuya rolls his eyes—but he does appreciate the fact that Dazai packed a thick, oversized sweatshirt for him, because it's a lot cooler up here than he would have expected, particularly when you get closer to the mountains—along with the soft, but comfortable pants, and a sturdy pair of boots.Honestly, he had half expected Dazai to take the opportunity to make him wear something overly tight or cute , but clearly comfort had been the primary goal.
"I'm honestly surprised," Chuuya comments when they arrive at the entrance of the park, waiting for the gondola to arrive to take them up the mountain, so they can hike back down. "Oh?" Dazai smiles, leaning back against the railing. "You thought I was going to bring you up to the mountains without taking you on a hike?"
"I don't know," Chuuya shrugs, "You never seemed like the outdoorsy type to me."
Dazai quirks an eyebrow."Pretty big talk, coming from a guy that grew up in the city," Dazai smirks a little, leaning back on his elbows. "I came up here every summer growing up."
Chuuya frowns. They're both athletic—but Chuuya has always been more active—so he just sort of assumed he would be the one to know more about that stuff, but— t he most Chuuya has ever left the greater Tokyo area has been for Judo competitions or visiting family in Yamaguchi city.
Neither of which involved that much nature.
"Have you ever been camping?"
"...I'm assuming the backyard doesn't count?"
Dazai snorts, shaking his head, "No."
Chuuya makes a face."I had to pitch a tent and sleep outside, it counts."
"Did you stay outside all night?"
"..." Chuuya makes another face, and now Dazai is smirking .
"You totally went back inside and slept in your bed didn't you?"
Chuuya's face is heating up, and his self-image is a little shaken — "I don't see why that matters—"
"Have you ever been fishing?"
"Stop talking to me like I'm some sort of oblivious city boy and you're Bear-fucking-Grylls!"
"Well. You are a city boy—"
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What you're name ?
Fanfiction"I said, what's your name?" Dazai snaps to attention to see that Chuuya is staring right at him, and suddenly his mouth feels like sandpaper. Jesus. Who has eyes like that?! "Ozai-" "Huh?" "Dazoo-" "I'm sorry, what?" "Dazai Osamu." Sometimes--the wo...
