Of Wishes in the Snow [Soukoku]

Rise and Shine, Chibi!

"Chuuya, Wake up~"

Chuuya growled at the chipper voice that belonged to his partner, digging his face deeper into his pillow.

Dazai, never one to be put down by Chuuya's sour mood, continued to poke at his cheek and coo at him gently. The redhead swat the pesky hand away, only for the poking to stop for two seconds and come back to annoy him.

"Chuuya~"

He meant to ignore him, he really did, but the childlike pout he was greeted with was enough for him to rub the sleep from his eyes just so that he could return the favor with a scowl.

"Get out of my room!" Chuuya yelled while his hand grabbed the closest thing to him on his nightstand. Dazai ducked in time just as a book sailed towards the closet.

"My my, look at angry, little Chuuya. I haven't seen you this upset since the time I caught you cuddling with your hat!" A taunting smile replaced the sulking expression on Dazai's face. He could feel his cheeks getting hotter and hotter as he continued to stare down the brunette. "That was two years ago! You don't need to keep bringing it up!" He screeched, only to his partner's amusement. Why was he even in his room? How did he even get into his apartment?

Dazai giggled, loud and merry, before putting his hands up in surrender. "Anything for you, Chuuya. But I can't make any promises~"

He barely had time to close the door to the hallway just as something was thrown at him again. Dazai leaned onto it for support as he stifled his small laughter. The muttered cursing he could hear from inside wasn't helping his cause.
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His brown eyes followed his partner as Chuuya walked out of the bedroom into the kitchen, completely ignoring the sprawling mess he had made on the couch.

He bit into a donut as he returned to the living room with a glass of water in the other hand. He went over to the coffee table, completely unaware that he wasn't alone. Setting the water down on the table, he sighed before turning around to sit on the sofa. Chuuya almost screamed when Dazai's cheery face popped up from his face plant on the seat.

"You!" He shook the donut at him in anger. "What are you still doing here?!" He took a deep breath, steadying his nerves. Chuuya looked about ready to chuck the glass at his face.

Deciding to sit properly, he swung his legs off the armrest in one lazy swoop. His eyes no longer shone with bright mischief, being replaced by a more serious look. His partner, noting the sudden change of emotion, took it as his cue to sit on the chair next to him. They stared at each other for a few seconds before Chuuya broke the silence.

"What's the objective of the mission this time?" 

Standing up from the couch, Dazai grabbed his coat hanging on its back. Once secure on his shoulders, he turned back to the redhead to see him already standing up and finishing his pastry.

"Follow me, I'll tell you on the way."

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Light snow fell from the gray sky, falling on the sidewalks and clouding up the dim lampposts. The morning was young, barely enough to light up their path through the streets of Yokohama. Chuuya drew his coat closer, shivering a bit as his partner looked unaffected by the cold. Their breaths dissipated in the dry winter air with each exhale they released and each step they took forward. Chuuya skimmed the street a second time to make sure. Currently, the two of them were alone.

"Where exactly are you taking me?" He raised an eyebrow at the suicidal maniac, who only bit his lip to hide the smirk he knew wouldn't be appreciated today. Or any other day, Dazai lamented silently.