Soukoku Oneshots.

with you im never cold

Takes place when soukoku were still in the mafia together

It was a snowy day, Chuuya and Dazai were walking along the street, just back from a mission. Dazai complained about the lingering bloodstains on his clothes.

"Chuuya, can you believe it?" Dazai sighed dramatically. "I just got this suit dry-cleaned, and now it's ruined again. Do you think they offer a lifetime bloodstain removal service?"

Chuuya rolled his eyes, accustomed to Dazai's eccentricities. "Maybe if you didn't throw yourself into danger every mission, your clothes would have a chance to stay clean."

Dazai chuckled, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "But where's the fun in that, Chuuya? A little danger adds spice to life."

Chuuya rolls his eyes. "Yeah, no, I don't wanna hear your complaints if you're cold either, you didn't even bring a scarf!" Chuuya scolds as he wraps his own long scarf tighter around himself. Dazai scoffs, "Unlike the hat rack, I have enough body fat to keep warm."

He smirks. "I bet I could go the whole walk without complaining about the cold." Chuuya raises an eyebrow. "Deal."

As they continue walking, the chilly breeze starts to bite, and Dazai can't help but shiver a little. Chuuya looks at him with a smug expression. "Cold yet?" he asks, a hint of triumph in his voice.Dazai grumbles but refuses to admit defeat. "Not at all. I'm as warm as a cozy blanket on a winter night."

Chuuya chuckles. "We'll see about that,"

After 30 minutes pass, Dazai starts whining. "Chuuya! I'm gonna get hypothermia!" Chuuya rolls his eyes. "That means I win the bet, but I still don't have anything to keep you warm, idiot."Dazai looks offended, his pride wounded. "Well, congratulations on winning a bet against someone with impeccable immunity. But, for the record, I am not a idiot; I have feelings too, you know."

Chuuya smirks, teasing him further. "Maybe next time, bring a scarf instead of relying on your 'impeccable immunity.' You're not invincible, you know."

Dazai pouts playfully, realizing he might have underestimated the biting cold. "Fine, fine. Next time, I'll consider dressing appropriately for the weather. Happy now, Chibi?"

Chuuya grins, satisfied with his victory, and continues their walk, leaving a slightly grumbling Dazai in his scarf-less misery.

Dazai continues to whine, "Share your scarf with meeeee! It's long enough, you petty slug!" Dazai complains. Chuuya gives him a bonk. "You expect me to give you something after insulting me? Hell nah."

Chuuya tightens his grip on his scarf, looking unyielding. "If you're cold, maybe you should've thought about that before making fun of my height, you idiotic bandage enthusiast."Dazai rubs his head where Chuuya bonked him, wearing an exaggerated hurt expression. "I didn't mean it, Chuuya. You know I was just teasing. Come on, be a good partner and share the warmth."

Chuuya raises an eyebrow, skeptical. "Partner? You're lucky I haven't left you freezing on the street. " Even so,he still gives him a fraction of his scarf. barely warming him up though.

Dazai grins, "You know you'd never do that~" he continues to poke at Chuuya. "Pleaseeee?"Chuuya swats Dazai's hand away, trying to suppress a smile. "Don't push it, Dazai. I'm only sharing because I don't want you to turn into a popsicle on the street. Doesn't mean I like you any better."

Dazai chuckles, leaning on Chuuya with a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Admit it, Chuuya, you'd miss me if I were frozen solid. You can't resist my charm."

Chuuya rolls his eyes, giving Dazai a mock glare. "Charm? More like nuisance. Just enjoy the borrowed warmth and save your charm for someone who cares."
Dazai starts teasing him, happy even if he's wearing a fraction of a scarf.As they walk along, Dazai has an idea. "Hey slug~ how about we wrap your scarf around our necks just like how lovers do-"

Chuuya, not tolerating the playful banter, interrupts him by swiftly throwing a snowball at Dazai's face. The snowball connects, and Dazai is left sputtering with surprise.

Chuuya smirks, satisfied with the impromptu retaliation. "Think twice before making ridiculous suggestions, Dazai. We're not doing anything like that. Keep dreaming."

Dazai wipes the snow off his face, laughing. "Ah, Chuuya, always so serious. But you know, deep down, you love my charming ideas."

Chuuya glares at him, "I love your ideas as much as you love living." Dazai pouts, "So petty."They continue to walk along the street, getting closer to the Mafia HQ, but Dazai is visibly shivering. Chuuya, despite his earlier grumbling, notices the discomfort and decides to do something unexpected. He goes closer to Dazai, catching him by surprise.

In a surprising move, Chuuya gives him a quick kiss. Dazai lets out a soft sound of surprise, his eyes widening. Chuuya breaks the kiss and continues to walk along normally.Chuuya looks smug, "That should warm you up~"

And indeed it did. The winter chill seemed to lose its bite as Dazai, still slightly dazed, found himself feeling a bit warmer, both from the unexpected warmth and the unexpected gesture.

" stupid slug"