Thinking may not be a sleepy Chuuya's speciality.

The downsides of Chuuya's ability.

A/N : takes place during 15-18 era. He didn't just walk into the ADA dorms. Also we're pretending Dazai DOES NOT live in a shipping container. Okay thx!

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Of course , as many could guess , Chuuya's ability had a few downsides.

The more major one being the fact he has an extremely powerful form that , quite literally kills him.

A more minor issue (Though Chuuya often argued it was the worst.) , happened to do with when he sleeped.

Occasionally , no , much more often than that , it was almost every night , he would roll over or something and accidentally activate his ability.

On luckier times , he'd just end up levitating while he slept , but surprisingly he usually.. was somehow blasted off the bed and onto the floor , harshly.

For a while , he had no idea how to fix this.

Until a certain day when it had happened one too many times , and he was barely functioning.

He came up with the awesome idea that , he could just sleep with Dazai and it'd be fine , since he nullified his ability.

If he was in his right mind , he would never ask Dazai for help like this. But he was sure the amount of flinging onto the floor had made him lose a few braincells.

So , he walked into Dazai's office , before he was going to sleep and stared at him for a second.

Two seconds.

Three.

"Sleep with me." Chuuya blurted out , looking him dead in the eye with a blank expression on his face.

He did not expect that reaction. Dazai , the youngest executive ever , the demon prodigy , actually looked surprised.

However Chuuya had absolutely no idea why. What had he said that surprised him? all he said was "sleep with me."

Oh.

Oh.

"NOT LIKE THAT YOU WHORE!" Chuuya yelled , blushing slightly as his brain recalculated and found out what made Dazai so surprised.

"Wow , I certainly didn't expect an invitation to sleep with you today." Dazai teased , recovering from his initial shock.

"I mean- as in like , in the same bed!" He huffed , still not explaining why , though he probably should have by now.

"Uhuh?" Dazai raised an eyebrow , trying to understand what Chuuya was asking of him.

"So you can cancel my ability." Chuuya mumbled , as if this was obvious.

"What?" Dazai liked to think he was quite smart , but he was completely lost right now. "Why would I need to nullify your ability while you sleep?"

"Because that'll keep me from accidentally launching myself onto the floor , duh." Chuuya rolled his eyes. Did he actually think he told Dazai this , or that it was common sense.

Silence.

"Chuuya , are you trying to tell me that you sometimes accidentally activate your ability while you sleep , and launch yourself onto the floor?" Dazai barely suppressed a laugh , letting out a choked sound as he slapped a hand over his mouth.

There was silence for a few more seconds, and then Chuuya's brain seemed to reboot again , and he apparently remembered who he was talking to.

"..No , that is not what I'm implying , you are just insane." Chuuya insisted. It sounded stupidly sarcastic , and obviously unconvincing.

Chuuya didn't wait to hear what Dazai responded with , immediately leaving Dazai's office and going back to his apartment.

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Chuuya awoke the next morning on the floor. Though , apparently he had made it all the way to 6am before launching himself. That's..  better than normal.

He got ready for the day as normal , and headed to the mafia headquarters for work.

"Hey Chuuya!" Dazai smiled uncharacteristically, which let Chuuya know he was 100% about to tease him.

"Did you sleep okay without me there to nullify your ability so you wouldn't launch yourself across the room?"