I want to be an idle teen.

23.wanna drink until I ache

-RAN-
You thought I would only write ONE chapter a day? Heh, pathetic.

What made him wake up from his short-lived nap was the smell of chazuke.

Surprisingly, he was back in the bed in his room, instead of the car.

He was also covered by a blanket, up to his nose, and he was currently staring at Dazai, only in his white button up, without his coat nor his vest and tie. Bandages peeked wherever he looked, and he was curious about them but that didn't mean that he'll actually ever even think to ask.

"A bit of a snack should do you some good." His boss grinned, as he held the bowl in front of Atsushi, and stared intensely at him, almost making the tiger want to jump out of his skin.

There was something about the deep brown eyes that made him nervous. Something about the depth of those dark bottomless pools of honey that made him afraid he'd drown, lest he avoided looking into for far too long.

"Aren't you going to have some?" He found himself asking, as he rubbed his eyes and sat up in the bed, a static fuzz coming from behind them right after, from the harsh treatment.

"I already did. Now, eat while it's warm, Atsushi-kun!" Dazai smiled, as he sat down beside him, bowl in lap, chopsticks in hand as he brought the first portion to the tiger's lips, and made him unconsciously open his lips, the heavenly taste melting on his tongue.

Chazuke really was one of the greatest dishes, in his humble opinion.

And as he sat there, looked at Dazai with a confused stare, as he chewed on the rice, he couldn't help but feel like he was being treated like a child.

"Now, now. I've seen you inhale food on your own. Don't get shy on me and eat up as much as you want." The cheery voice spoke, as his boss grabbed more of the dish with the chopsticks and brought it to Atsushi's waiting lips, causing the boy to just give up on the modest eating and swallow the food down.

There was something odd about Dazai, tonight.

Something in the insanity that seemed almost sane.

Something in that menacing smirk that seemed more soft.

"It tastes really good, doesn't it?" His boss smiled, as he ran his finger over Atsushi's cheek, before shoving more food down his throat. "Heard the place has the best Chazuke around." And the dish really did taste especially spectacular, the boy noted in his head as he swallowed more. "But you should really start eating more nutritious food!" Dazai scolded, as he wiped a single rice off of his bottom lip, with his thumb, and brought it to his own lips instead.

"You're so skinny to the point where I feel like you're gonna shatter if I touch you the wrong way."

And if his brain registered the words, he certainly didn't.

Did Dazai just swallow rice that was on his lip a second ago?

"But, at least you eat a lot of this stuff." The brunet carried on, as the tiger sat there, stunned into complete silence. "I mean, I get the attraction, it's easy on the stomach and seems like something you could get anywhere." His boss rambled on, as he fed the shocked boy more, making Atsushi blink.

He was used to sharing food, but he wasn't used to having people eat the food from his lip. It seemed….unhygienic, for one, and too intimate.

"Earth to Atsushi!" Dazai whistled, making him blink back into his body, because his soul certainly seemed to have left it for a while.

"Yeah, you were saying?" The boy got out, as he swallowed the last bits of food and heard the man sigh.

"You're hopeless." His boss grumbled under his breath, but the little smile, almost fond, if Atsushi dared to say, betrayed his faux anger.