SKK Fluff ( + Crack)

Morning Cuddles (And Perhaps A Few Kisses?)

Summary:
He did it so lightly, even he barely felt it. Leaning his body back, Chuuya smiled satisfactorily, his heart swelling with affection before he blinked—

And found himself on his back, staring up at sleep-hazed eyes he loved so much.

“Dazai!?”

Or: Chuuya accidentally wakes up Dazai with a morning kiss. Dazai takes revenge. Pure fluff follows.

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Chuuya blinked his eyes awake.

His mind was still hazy from sleep, his brain trying to process his surroundings. He slowly slipped into proper awareness, taking a feel of the sheets beneath him, the comforter above him and the pleasant warmth that encompassed him. There was an arm around his waist, at his back, keeping him tucked into a firm chest, whilst the other arm was placed beneath the pillow Chuuyaʼs head was resting on.

He opened his eyes slowly, taking in the sight of brown fluffy hair—it looked so soft, Chuuyaʼs hand itched to run his fingers through it—closed eyes that he knew contained pools of red and copper, secrets hidden deep within. His eyes trailed down to the slightly parted mouth, pants of breaths making their way in and out.

Chuuyaʼs lips twitched into a soft smile, hidden away from the world.

He brought his hand up to graze his fingers along the soft flesh of Dazaiʼs cheeks, before biting down on his lip to prevent himself from, Heaven forbid, kissing the area. The urge rose to the surface like a glass filled with far too much water, ready to tip over at any given moment. Chuuya thought long and hard for a few seconds, a frown now gracing his features before he came to a conclusion.

Dazai was asleep.

Chuuya could keep his dignity and fulfill his desire without having to worry about incessant teasing from the brunet. It wasnʼt like Dazai didnʼt usually wake him up with a kiss enough to take his breath away first thing in the morning or feather-light kisses peppered onto his face—Chuuya would always wake up from the ticklish sensation, and even though, he would probably never admit to it, he loved it and Dazai knew he loved it.

With this in mind and a new, firm resolve, Chuuya leaned upwards and tilted his head to hover lightly above the brunet, before removing his hand still caressing the brunetʼs cheek to lightly place his lips against the surface of the skin. He did it so lightly, even he barely felt it. Leaning his body back, Chuuya smiled satisfactorily, his heart swelling with affection before he blinked—

And found himself on his back, staring up at sleep-hazed eyes he loved so much.

“Dazai!?”

The aforementioned male smirked lop-sidedly, with hooded eyes still laced with sleep, causing a shiver to run down Chuuyaʼs spine.

In a husky morning voice—that absolutely made Chuuyaʼs brain short-circuit—Dazai playfully declared, “What a nice morning surprise~”

Chuuya pouted, despite the butterflies rising in his stomach and the warmth blooming in his chest, “What surprise, you asshole?”

Dazaiʼs smirk turned into a mischievous smile, “Why, the morning kiss, of course!” Chuuyaʼs cheeks flushed with embarrassment but Dazai didnʼt spare him any mercy, “My, oh my, Chibi, I didnʼt know you were such a romantic~”