"Dazai. What are you doing here again?"
Chuuya opened his door only to come face to face with a certain smiling bandaged bastard who looked like he had just killed someone. Not that it was much of a difference, Dazai always kind of looked like he had just killed someone.
"Oh, I'm just here to visit my chibi! Can I not do that?" Happily, Dazai pushed his way through the doorway as he talked, ignoring Chuuya's protests.
Chuuya sighed as Dazai flopped down on his couch, rubbing his slimy limbs all over. "What do you want?"
"You know me too well, I can never get away with things anymore!" Dazai complained.
"Yeah, I've spent enough time around you to know that you're a scheming bastard."
"Really, then if you know me so well you should be able to figure out what I want right Chuuya~?" Dazai patted the couch next to him, asking Chuuya to come closer.
"Yeah I know, Osamu."
Per his usual routine, Albatross loudly paced around his apartment floor, making sure his feet came down extra hard that way it would surely annoy Chuuya the next morning. Of course, he could save himself the beating but where was the fun in that?
"Hm?"
From below him, Albatross could hear a door open and a faint voice talking through the floorboards. One voice was Chuuya's but he couldn't quite place who the other voice belonged to. In curiosity the blond stopped his pacing and laid down on the floor, pressing his ear against the floor in an attempt to hear better.
The unfamiliar voice drifted through the cracks, a bit louder this time. "Oh, I'm just here to visit my chibi!"
Albatross was shocked when instead of the usual sounds of a fight Chuuya responded with a scoff. Personally, Albatross would love to meet the person who was able to get away with a nickname like that. Maybe they would be so kind as to teach him how they did it.
Pressing his ear against the floor again he caught the last bit of Chuuya's sentence. "Scheming bastard."
Well, that's a real roundabout considering almost everybody in the mafia is scheming, Albatross thought in annoyance. Honestly, he wished Chuuya would give him a hint as to who his mysterious late-night visitor was!
"Really, then if you know me so well you should be able to figure out what I want right Chuuya~?"
The eavesdropping teen slapped a hand over his mouth to hide the laugh that nearly escaped it. That other person's voice went from playful to seductive real fast. Is our dear Chuuya having a late-night stand, oh I can't wait until the others hear about this! He thought gleefully. Now the only thing to do was to figure out who the person he was hooking up with was. It was obvious that Chuuya and the person were familiar with each other, and judging by the conversation it wasn't the first time they had done this. Oh, the excitement!
Although the last sentence he heard was not something he ever expected. "Yeah I know, Osamu."
Before Albatross could worry about the people below him noticing his head dropped and hit the floorboards with a loud thunk. He's fucking Osamu fucking Dazai?!
The two teens' voices rose again and Albatross could hear them conversing again.
"What was that?"
"Probably just my annoying upstairs neighbor. He likes to stomp around at the expense of my sleep."
Oops . He really had to be more careful, he nearly got caught eavesdropping. Albatross really didn't want to get caught tonight before he could be threatened into silence. Then he couldn't tell the others all the delightful things he learned about Chuuya and the Demon Prodigy's relations.
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Soukoku Oneshots
FanfictionA collective book of stories about the adventures of Soukoku