Revelations {BSD/SKK}

6: Trust

Six: Trust

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"Dazai. Come on, we have to eat."

"Don't wanna." Dazai groaned, rolling his eyes as Chuuya sighed at him far more dramatically than was strictly necessary. He curled up tighter and whined as he felt a foot nudging at his leg; Chuuya's half hearted attempt to get him standing. That was entirely unfair because Chuuya was also draped out over the sofa, using his cloak as a blanket and floating a half full glass of wine a few feet above his head.

They'd started watching movies and after about half an hour Chuuya had brought out Sake. Dazai had a very strong suspicion that the arrival of the Sake had been intended to get him to shut up. He'd had a lot of questions about how Chuuya's magical underground house had electricity and now apparently WiFi. After a lot of good Sake those questions seemed.. Less important.

Dazai whined again as Chuuya nudged harder, diving under his pile of blankets in defence. He heard Chuuya groan, and then Dazai felt the blankets start to lift off him. He yanked them back down, clutching them posessively and heard Chuuya groaned again "Seriously pet, if I don't feed you JAWS are gonna come and take you away. Get uuup."

(JAWs: Japanese Animal Welfare Society.)

"Noooo. M' not a dog, you can neglect me all you want and it's perfectly legal." Dazai could practically feel Chuuya's eye roll, even if he couldn't see it under his blanket mound. "Stupid wizard, not knowing the difference between a human and a dog."

Chuuya groaned again and Dazai smiled to himself in satisfaction as the blankets fell limp around him, the tug of reverse gravity gone. From the sounds of it Chuuya was too sleepy and 'pleasantly buzzed' from the amount of wine he'd sipped to rise to Dazai's insults. When he spoke again it was in a slurred, half asleep mumble. "Whatever. I was gonna make pancakes but I guess not. No pancakes for you, naughty pet."

Well that certainly had his attention. Dazai peeked out from under the five impossibly fluffy blankets he'd piled on top of himself, squinting at chuuya. "Pancakes?" He watched as Chuuya nodded solemnly, although it was obvious enough that he was trying to contain a smile. Dazai sighed, a half pout forming on his lips. Of course his downfall would be at the hands of pancakes. That was just poetry.

Dazai reluctantly crawled out from under the blankets, only to slip off the side of the couch and land on the floor with a thud and a pained yelp. Dazai glared in the direction of Chuuya as he heard giggling from the couch.

"'S not funny." Dazai grumbled, before standing up and stretching, grimacing as bones clicked and joints popped. Then he turned to Chuuya, eyes narrowing as he saw that the Sorcerer was now trying to muffle his laughs with his cloak. All because Dazai had fallen on his ass. Even worse, Chuuya wasn't even standing up yet.

"Chuuuya, come ooon! Pancakes!"

Dazai watched in horror as what could only be described as a devilish grin made its way onto Chuuya's face, the man collapsing back onto the sofa pillows, clearly not intending to move. "Mm, nah. Don't wanna."

He glared in his displeasure but even that only made Chuuya grin. Dazai huffed, turning and storming off towards the door, trying not to wince at how his behind still throbbed from the fall and the room span a little as he moved just a bit too fast. "Fine. I'll make my own pancakes. Stupid wizard."

He stopped in the doorway, turning to glare at Chuuya one last time, expression souring as he saw the horrible wizard was laughing at him again. "Don't expect me to make you any. Meanie."

Chuuya nodded entirely too seriously and Dazai huffed, storming out the room and down the corridor. It twisted for him, a path branching off with only one door - which just so happened to lead to the kitchen. Dazai grinned.