𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬.

04 | a new morning

"what the hell happend to you, you brat?!" chuuya scolded as he exited his room with an aid kit in hand. the bruised akutagawa remained on top of the couch, his wounds aching, "i had a fight in school." chuuya clicked his tongue in hearing the answer of his. he kneeled infront of the glass center table, placing the aid kit on it and opening it.

"never thought you'll ran into a fight. a quiet kid like you could never," the ginger eye rolled, putting some medicine on a cotton ball, "what's the reason though? you got bullied or something?" he began to ask questions, only because out of curiosity.

akutagawa sighed as the older started treating the bruise on the corner of the younger's chapped lips, "it wasn't me who got bullied..." he quietly said, chuuya pausing to listen what he meant by that. it took a few seconds before akutagawa spoke up once more, "it was atsushi. i was just trying to-" the teen halted when he saw the ginger's wide eyes, surely surprised when he heard atsushi's name come out from the silent rabid dog's mouth.

".. nevermind, forget about it. i'll tend my wounds by myself now," embarrased, akutagawa tried escaping what he had entered. he blurted atsushi's name without thinking, probably because he's too in love with him— i mean, because he dosen't want him getting bullied. chuuya smirked, standing up from the ground and crossing his arms infront of his chest. he noticed that ryuunosuke's ears were flushed, "oya~ a lover boy, i see."

"shut up."

--- the next morning ;

while adjusting his uniform sleeves infront of the mirror, atsushi heard the doorbell rang. he glanced at the open door of his room, watching as dazai skipped towards the entrance. the light gray haired didn't mind it that much since it could be just someone unimportant like his co workers bringing reports in the morning.

walking towards his backpack after adjusting his sleeves and collar, atsushi draped it round his shoulders. he heard muffled voices coming from the front door, but the person seem to be yelling at dazai for some reason. atsushi sighed, exiting his room to head off to school.

once he fixed his gaze on the front door, he instantly halted in the middle of the room. it was chuuya and akutagawa standing outside of their apartment. atsushi blinked, staring at the black haired male that was hiding his lips behind the long collar of his uniform.

as chuuya recited his 'one hundred reasons why i hate dazai osamu' right at the brunette's face, who was already tired of his shit, akutagawa felt like eyes were staring at him from a short distance. atsushi gulped when he noticed that akutagawa has a band aid on his cheek and a bruise on the corner of his lips (his collar adjusted).

don't tell me he fought toshi..

ryuunosuke glanced at nakajima's standing figure, noticing that he's in deep thoughts. this made him curve a little smile. he then turned towards chuuya who's still not finished spitting on dazai's face, he tapped the ginger on the shoulder. "what?!" chuuya barked, which akutagawa already expected. "we're going to be late for class if you continue this, chuuya-san." the dark haired reminded.

the duo's faces lit up, remembering the main point this morning. dazai chuckled, "right! atsushi never do car rides to school, but maybe he'll agree today. i'll go get him." smiling, the brunette turned around to fetch his kid, which was already beside him just a few seconds ago.

"oh, atsushi-kun! you're here!" the suicidal maniac chirped, wrapping his arms around the shorter male's shoulders. "chuuya being a show off decided to take you and akutagawa to school in his car. you won't get sick in there right? you'll be perfectly fine."

"you just answered your own question, dazai-san," atsushi sighed, slightly shaking his head. akutagawa slightly smiled inside his uniform's collar once again (it fricking adjusted again). "but, i guess. i prolly won't get sick as long as i'm seating on the back seat." the light gray haired shyly spoke, glancing at the quiet boy who was already staring. this made the two of them flinch, instantly looking away to avoid eye contact.

dazai and chuuya noticed their roommates being in the puppy love stage. their faces showed disgust while looking at the two teenage boys' flushed cheeks and ears.

"what's this atmosphere around here? it's fucking gross," chuuya faked vomit, dazai agreeing to his comment. "stop being so gay, jeez. it's like eight in the morning."

"we're not being gay!" atsushi defended while akutagawa dazed because the other's eyes just looked so pretty.

damn.

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but dazai, chuuya 🥺👉👈 i'm
making you guys gay too 🥺👉👈