Angsty bsd short stories. (Majority is not all.)

The way he makes me feel.

Dazai and Chuuya were sitting in a quiet café, enjoying their afternoon tea. As they sipped their drinks, Dazai couldn't help but notice how gorgeous Chuuya looked, his eyes sparkling in the sunlight.

"You know, Chuuya," Dazai said, his voice low and husky. "I don't think I've ever seen anyone as beautiful as you."

Chuuya looked up from his tea, his face flushing slightly at Dazai's words. "What are you talking about, Dazai? I'm just a regular guy."

Dazai shook his head, a small smile playing at the corners of his lips. "No, Chuuya. You're not just a regular guy. You're a work of art, a masterpiece. I could spend hours just admiring you."

Chuuya chuckled at Dazai's over-the-top compliment, his heart fluttering with a mix of amusement and pleasure. "You're such a flatterer, Dazai. But I appreciate the sentiment."

Dazai leaned in closer to Chuuya, his eyes locking onto his. "I'm serious, Chuuya. You take my breath away every time I see you. It's like the world fades away, and all I can see is you, standing there like a vision."

Chuuya felt a shiver run down his spine at Dazai's intense gaze, his heart racing with a mixture of excitement and nervousness. "Dazai, you're making me blush."

Dazai chuckled, his hand reaching out to brush a strand of hair from Chuuya's face. "You're adorable when you blush, Chuuya. But seriously, I mean it. You're the most gorgeous person I've ever seen."

Chuuya felt a warmth spread through his chest at Dazai's words, his mind racing with the realization that his feelings for Dazai were deeper than he had ever imagined. "Thank you, Dazai. You're pretty gorgeous yourself."

Dazai grinned, his eyes dancing with mischief. "I know, Chuuya. I don't need you to tell me. But I appreciate the sentiment."

And with that, they both burst into laughter, their conversation filled with a lightness and joy that only added to the beauty of their connection.