"You piece of shit! don't you dare burn my hat again!" The loud voice of Nakahara Chuuya was heard in the dark hallway of the Port mafia followed by a chuckle from the brunette who's trying to put one of Chuuya's hat again on fire, "Oh my, Chuuya you have such bad taste in fashion"
"Eh!? How about you!? You only wear all black as if there's always a dead—"
"Hey! That was hurtful!" The brunette whines, Chuuya rolled his eyes as he tried to prevent his hat getting burned by a bandage wasting device, only tripping himself. Dazai suddenly blames what force that made his body move, dropping Chuuya's hat, his arms caught the red head and held him close.
Dazai felt his heart race, he hoped that the red head didn't notice but Chuuya's head was pressed on his chest, he did hear it but decided not to bother. His nose just near inches from Chuuya's neck, he could smell the sweet scent of wine from the red head, 'Damn, does he always smell like this? It's like I'm getting drunk to it'
"Oi Dazai, let me go" the red head said as he tried to push himself away from the brunette but Dazai's arms around his waist only tightened. "Dazai...?" Chuuya called.
"You smell nice, chibi" the brunette whispered to Chuuya's ear, inhaling the sweet scent of the red head in his arms. Chuuya shivered, "H-ha? What the hell are you saying mackerel? Let me go" the red head's heart began to race as well.
The brunette didn't respond. He felt cold lips traced against his pale neck and a wet lick after wards, making the red head jolt in the sensation. "wh-what are you doi—" he let out a low moan as he felt the brunette nipping his neck.
"Dazai... stop it already..." he tried to squirm but the tall male pinned him to the wall. The brunette's cold lips traveled to his jaw, inhaling more of his sweet scent causing the short male to whine.
"D-Dazai... St-stop..." The brunette's hand snaked under Chuuya's shirt, the red head squirms slightly followed by a low moan.
"Da-dazai..." he panted.
After a few nips and kisses at his neck, Chuuya became a moaning mess against the brunette.
Dazai pulled the red head in a bruising kiss, he bit the short male's bottom lip, making Chuuya gasp. The brunette's tounge roamed greedily inside Chuuya's mouth, Chuuya who was following his movements fought for his dominance, but utterly fails.
The two parted for a moment, but Chuuya pulled him back for another kiss. When did I wanted Dazai this badly? The red head thought as he moaned, Dazai grinding against him, inhaling more of his scent.
As they were focused on each other, they didn't notice the raven-haired boy looking at them. Akutagawa rolled his eyes and walked away. "Jinko and I could do better than that"
