The drug in me is you

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Chuuya is tired. He wasn't even able to stand on his feet. Why did he even accept this mission already? Oh yes, the respect he's trying to earn from Mori. Dazai didn't have this issue. That kinda pissed him off, since he's the one to get the worst job when it's about those little bastards that decide to sneak into the port mafia.

Furthermore, those 'bastards' had of course gifts. As if his luck isn't already terrible, here he was.

Chuuya didn't use his corruption, but that doesn't mean it wasn't tiring fighting ten guys in less than twenty minutes either way they would've taken advantage of him.

Describing the situation would probably go longer or shorter, depending on which side of the fight you were in.

However, being in the same place he was two months ago with Dazai, his bedroom, he choose clothes. New ones. Without any blood on it, preferably.

He decides to go take a shower.

Inside, the water was so hot that it make him do some weird noises that he never thought he could make before...

This done, he stops the water and takes a towel, trying the dry himself as fast as he can. Chuuya was tired and if he could he would've slept naked but due to the uncomfortable sheets he have, he can't.

Even if he did dry himself, not completely though, he puts his clothes on and goes back to his room, next door.

"Hey, Chuuya~" adds the only other half of the double-black duo.

Jump scare as excepted, the ginger almost punched him in the face. Dazai dodges him with the same smile he always had.

"My. Always so violent. Don't you think about taking vacations sometimes? It would help, you know."

"Shut up. You know I can't, especially because of the fact I'm here it's been no long and so I don't have any choice but to do what's asked by the boss. If you only came to help me some time, It wouldn't kill, you bastard!" Complains Chuuya, after laying on his bed, while the brown-haired boy is still standing like a pic in front of his lover.

It didn't last two seconds, for Dazai, to join him. He's not the kinda to be shy with Chuuya. Even if they weren't together, he would still lay next to him on HIS bed without asking.

Laying next to the ginger, Dazai nods.

"I know, I said the same to Mori, he said no 'cause he wants to know how long you can fight by yourself and all that stuff. It was annoying to know you were going out on a mission without me."

"So Mori told you, that you can't?"

"Yup...Anyways, it's not like I was scared for you, I was just hoping you won't do anything stupid and reckless like you always do."

After that affirmation, Chuuya raises his head, to insult him. "What do YOU MEAN BY-" he gets stopped by Dazai's lips on his. He almost melted at the boy's touch.

Of course, it wasn't the first time they kissed each other but every single time Dazai does it so suddenly like those moments, he can't do anything but melt.

He loves the touch of the brunette hands on his face. He would never admit it, that's for sure.

Slowly, he stops the kiss looking into his eyes, breath taken away.

"Why do you always do this...in those kinds of moments...bastard.." commented Chuuya.

"Is there any other better moment for this, chibi?" He asked with a smirk his hands keeping the boy's face close to his.

"You're annoying..."

"You know your mouth could've done so much better things than saying this" muttered the boy.