I swear | bsd | Soukoku ✔

6

Chuuya's P.O.V

Horns of traffic woke up the redhead; drifting out of the afterglow of last night. Chuuya woke up next to Dazai; thinking that it was at least better than sleeping in that chair and then not being able to move. The height difference between them frustrated Chuuya because that meant he was trapped under the duvet cover with arms were wrapped around him, with hands entwined like a lock which Chuuya had to pry open so that he didn't suffocate under the duvet covers. 

The smell of fluctuation intoxicated his nostril; giving him results of Dazai last night's meal of Canned crab.He tried to slip out of Dazai's grasp but he just seemed to grip on harder with each movement.Movement suddenly stopped when his side of his leg created a shooting pain which left the redhead in a lot of pain.

One leg flailed as he tried to remove the duvet cover so he could inspect his leg. Just give Dazai a small shove. Chuuya thought. Legs pushed the brunet to the other side of the that was unoccupied from Dazai sleeping on top Chuuya all night. He used all his strength he had in him, musting deep inside of him. Thinking that giving Dazai a small kick won't hurt him.

The redhead tried to kick the brunet with the leg that didn't hurt from the pain that had suddenly appeared. One kick should be enough. Chuuya kicks him; little did he know he was already on the edge,  all Dazai had to do was fall face first on the floor. 

" oops sorry". The brunet didn't flinch at all. 

Duvet covers every immediately thrown on the floor; removing the cover felt like moving a rock of his leg. His legs were tender from the pain of many bruises that were shades of reds and purples dotted along his legs. From all the way from his inner thigh to his calf. Blue eyes shot toward the brunet that made his way back onto the bed without the redhead realising. A small laugh erupted from the lump; camping on the bed moving up and down rapidly from lack of oxygen under there. 

" Dazai, what are these ". The bandaged freak removed the blanket that had stored him before repeating the same thing. " Oh Chibi, you're such a hypocrite". Dazai turned around displaying scratch mark all across his tanned back. 

Brown orbs looked at Chuuya waiting for a reply. " What I didn't do those".

 " But who else would, I don't have a cat or if I class you as a cat like when you were mewling under me all night".

" Okay shitty Dazai, I don't want to, ouch".He had never felt pain like this before when he did ...... Thinking about pain just made it worse.

" What the fuck did you do to me last night." 

Just before Dazai was going to give a full detailed analysis of last night, Chuuya stopped him by putting his hand over Dazai's mouth." Let's not talk about it". Chuuya removed his hand from Dazai before slowly walked to the bathroom with hisses and ows. 

" You wanted me to help you Chu".

 " you would probably find some way to make even worse".

Dazai's plan was going the way he wanted it to, the redhead was safe with him. But I can't keep confining Chuuya to this apartment.Dazai thought. Various plans A B C popped up but one stood out the most. Let's reinvent Nakahara Chuuya.No one would recognise if change his appearance. The brunet tried to think of every possible answer for the redhead could say no to so that he could have the answer for it.