Silver roses 【soukoku】

Chapter 21.

"What?" Chuuya asked, crossing his arms over his body.

"I'm sleepy. And drunk. And I need you to leave me to my room." Dazai said, also crossing his arms. "Shouldn't you get Sigma to do it?" Chuuya asked, his voice dry.

Dazai grabbed Chuuya and just pushed him in elevator. "You're coming with me." He said, pressing the button.

"Stop eye-raping me." Chuuya said, with more snark in his voice than he intended. "You didn't seem to mind when I was doing it before." Dazai replied back, not even slightly phased by his voice.

"Oh yes, because I just loved it when you were leering at my body while talking about Sigma." Chuuya said with mock enthusiasm in his voice. "Jealous Chibi?" Dazai asked, smirking.

"Don't flatter yourself. No matter what fantasies you cooked up in Greece, I'm not into your amazing personality." He said, with his middle finger out. The elevator dinged, and Chuuya got out, without waiting for Dazai.

He followed though.

"Maybe not my personality, but what about my body?" Dazai asked from behind. "Tachihara's got a better one." Chuuya called over his shoulder, really wishing to piss off Dazai from his indifferent attitude.

Silence.

Chuuya rolled his eyes silently, and they reached their room.

"Ok I've safely delivered you. Shall I tell Sigma you'll be waiting for him on the bed?" He asked, with a smirk on his face. His smile dropped when Dazai came closer. And closer.

And so close that Chuuya was pressed against the door, while Dazai was in-front of him. He extended one hand under Chuuya's face, his soft so gentle that Chuuya nearly lost it.

Dazai smiled at his reaction, and leaned in until his lips were near Chuuya's ear. Chuuya could feel his breath on his ear, resisting the urge to shiver against it.

"It wasn't Sigma I was talking about." Dazai whispered, letting Chuuya process the information. It took him a minute.

Not.

Sigma.

Chuuya was suddenly very aware of how close they were, how good Dazai smelt, his hand on his face, his lips near his ear. Blood rushed into his ears, making it hard to hear anything. "Not Sigma?" Chuuya asked, his voice coming how more raspy than he wanted it to.

God he sounded pathetic. It was getting hard to breathe. They were too close.

Dazai waited a beat before saying anything. "Not Sigma." He said, liking the way Chuuya's entire body seemed to shiver as Dazai neared the skin near his neck. It was so fucking tempting.

"A simple no. That's all you need to give me." Dazai said, as Chuuya's hands found their way around his waist, encircling them and pulling him closer. Dazai could hear Chuuya panting, and god he'd never heard anything more sexy.

His vision was blurring. He needed Chuuya so fucking bad it was getting out of hand. "Chuuya..." Dazai said, his voice holding more emotions than he could ever explain. In response, Chuuya pulled his closer.

Dazai was at his limit. He went behind, looking at Chuuya's face, feeling pleased that Chuuya looked as red as Dazai felt. At least he wasn't the only one affected by whatever the fuck was happening between them.

Fuck it how bad can this be?

And then their lips found each other. Dazai's one hand went around Chuuya's head, pulling him as close as he physically could, while the other one tried to open the door behind them. Chuuya's hands squeezed Dazai's waist, as Chuuya pulled him closer.