Brown and Orange - Soukoku

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Dazai's POV

My mind was foggy from this whole reading session. So many thoughts were wandering around freely in my head. I think I liked him. I liked him a lot.

I look outside the window. Droplets could be heard falling from the sky to the window to the ground. The plants were all dripping water. It was raining.

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"Chuuyaaaaa why don't you like the rain?" I questioned. "It messes up my hair and outfit" he responded. "I like the rain, it's calming" I replied.

"Can we go outside? Just this one time?" I was trying to get him to go outside in the rain with me. "Fine, just this one time" he mumbled. I dragged him by his arm outside to the front door.

It wasn't raining very heavily but not so light either. "Chuuya, do you know how to dance?" I asked. "Dance? What do you think I am, some sort of ballerina?" he retorted. "Just match my movements" I giggled. I started guiding him through the rain.

My hand on his, his arm on mine. We danced like that, in harmony with the sound of the rain. Without an another word, just swaying away. He wasn't complaining anymore, he seemed to enjoy the rain even though he was drenched.

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7 years into the future

As I woke up, I could feel my hair being tugged on. Chuuya was playing with my hair. "So fluffy.." his voice was barely above a whisper. I just laid like that for a couple more minutes until he realized that I was awake.

"You were awake? For how long?" he asked as I turned around to face him. "A few minutes" I stretched my arms out and let out a yawn.

"Chuuuuya let's hurry up and get changed, we're goanna miss the morning food at the amusement parkkk" the time read 8:08 am.

We both wore some matching hoodies with cats and dogs on them. "I am not wearing this" he protested. "I'll carry your stuff if you do" I smiled. "Where do you even find these ugly clothes at?" he mumbled as he threw the hoodie over his head.

As I went to brush my teeth, I saw my hair fluffier than ever. It was all poofed up and the hair almost covered my eyes. I signed as I pushed the hair back and started washing my face.

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The amusement park was right downstairs. "Look! There's so much food!" I pointed to the stalls across from us. He often forgets to eat so I usually try to remind him as much as possible. That's something I noticed over these past years.

"Can I have two cake pops, one strawberry one chocolate?" we ate the cake pops in an instant and wandered off to another stall. "Can I have two fried rices? One without onions please" I handed the person my card for payment.

"You seriously remember that?" he questioned. "Why wouldn't I?" we sat down at a table and started eating the food. "You sleep talk a lot" he mumbled with a mouth full of food.

"Really? What do I say?" I asked. He looked reluctant to answer. "You were saying 'I love you Chuuya' over and over again" he turned away to hide his now blushing face.

"Of course I love you, do you love me?" I smirked. I could play this off as teasing if he rejects me. There's no way he would actually like me the way I like him, right?

"I.. fuck. This is just another dumb joke isn't it?" he seemed disappointed. I pressed our lips together. I think my heart skipped a beat there. Unlike the other times, this kiss was genuine. No alcohol, cigarettes, weed, none of that sort.

"If it was a joke would I do this?" I whispered against his lips. No response. "Do you love me Chuuya?" still no response. "Okay, guess I have to do it the hard way" I pulled away and leaned into his neck instead.