Just a bunch of one shots. doesn't include smut exactly, but some suspicious stuff maybe 👀👀 I will warn before hand if there is anything "sMuT"-like. And it'll mostly be highschool, future(family), present time, and past time, so there won't be mu...
It was a cold evening, on a Friday. Shouji (their son) had already come home from school, and Chuuya was in the kitchen with him cooking supper. Dazai, however, was sitting on his bed doing nothing.
He was a bit bored, but he didn't know what to do. As he sat there thinking, and idea popped into mind.
He ran into the kitchen, and stood in the middle of the room, his hands on his hips.
"We should go to the park."
Chuuya and Shouji looked at him weird and confused.
"Huh?"
Shouji stared at him, confusion plastered across his face.
"We should go to the park. That's what I said."
Dazai looked at them. Chuuya face palmed.
"Were cooking right now, we can go later."
Chuuya reminded him.
"Hmmmmmm... Nah, just wash your hands and leave it there."
Dazai said simply.
"No"
chuuya sighed.
"We can't just leave it here. You know what, if you let me finish, we can bring the food to the park and eat there. How bout' that?"
Dazai though about it.
"Okay. Ill go get Shouji and I ready."
Dazai pecked chuuya on the lips, and and dragged shouji over to his room to get ready.
"Papaaaaa! I don't need to get ready, I already have an outfit on. And mama said it looks fine."
Shouji complained.
"Umm, no, that's your school uniform, and mama said it looks good because you were complaining that you didn't like them and he wanted you to actually willingly put them on so he didn't have to force you... Aha! Here we go. Okay, put this on, and I'm going to go get changed."
Dazai handed Shouji a yellow and white sweater and a pair of jeans, and headed over to his room to get ready.
"Kay?"
Shouji said as he walked into his bathroom. (Yes, shouji has his own bathroom... Yes, shouji is 6... Does he need it? No. Does he have it? Yeah.) Dazai went over to his closet and chose a white shirt with a beige sweater, and some light jeans. (He giving light academia vibesss. Here are the outfits btw: Dazai:
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Shouji:
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Chuuya: (he's alr ready)
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Chuuya POV
"Ready to go?"
chuuya shouted to dazai, who was still getting ready. Chuuya and Shouji were waiting for him at the front door, shoujis hand holding on to chuuyas.
"Mama?"
Shouji looked up at Chuuya.
"Hmm?"
Chuuya looked down at shouji.
"What does 'f(r)uck' mean?"
Shouji asked innocently.
"Umm... Where did hear that, shou?"
Chuuyas eye twitched.
"Papa said it when he hit his elbow yesterday. He said it was his funny bone."
Shouji giggled. Chuuyas eye twitched again.
"Well, don't say it, hon. It's bad. I'll talk to your papa later."
Chuuya patted shoujis head. Chuuya and Shouji sat waiting with the container of food.
"Kay, I'm done!"
Dazai said as he hopped into the living room on one foot, putting his shoe on the other.
"Let's goooo!"
Shouji opened the door, and dragged chuuya out of the front door by his hand. Chuuya yelped, and dazai laughed, walking out of the door behind them, and turning to lock the door.
"Let's go"
they walked to the park, and once they got there, both chuuya and dazai sat on a bench, hugging eachother, and eating, watching shouji play. Thankfully, chuuya forgot to give dazai a lecture. RIP dazai.
THE END
Sorry it's so shorttttt. This is my first oneshot so hopefully it was okay. Hope you enjoyed. I might do a head cannon thing soon. Or maybe today. You never know with ADHD. Lol.
