𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬.

+ (e.c) would die for you

[ credits to the artist ] an extra chapter because soukoku needs more screen time! 🥺🥺

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chuuya was losing his temper. he stomped his way through the hallways of the company he's working at, looking around for dazai because their meeting is about to begin soon. he have checked everywhere, down at the cafeteria, restrooms and even dazai's office, but the annoying brunette wasn't nowhere to be found. the only place left is the rooftop, where dazai usually goes to clear his mind for whatever reason. he would always be standing on top of the ledge, gazing the city as his soft hair would get blown by the wind. chuuya has to admit, it's peaceful to watch but it's getting annoying if he keeps doing it, especially when they have a meeting coming up.

the small ginger harshly pushed the heavy doors, leading to the rooftop. the refreshing wind welcomed his presence, his long hair flying with a gentle wave. though, this didn't stop him. he continued to stomp his feet towards dazai's usual spot with a vein popping up on his forehead. turning left, there he saw the brunette's figure standing atop the ledge, his hands stuffed inside the pockets of his coat, gazing the city as his messy hair was gently flying towards the direction where the wind blew.

chuuya halted, placing his hands on his hips and then curving a frown, "suicidal bastard, the meeting is about to start! stop acting like you're in a fucking movie-"

"chuuya,"

"fuck, what?!" the small ginger barked, as the guy on the ledge halfly turned around to lock eyes with his lover. chuuya frowned even more, getting silence after dazai interrupted what he was saying. not long enough, nakahara only received a small smile before osamu turned his back once more, beginning to talk,

"i've been thinking about this for a long time now, you know," chuuya rolled his eyes.

"this isn't the time to be dramatic, dazai."

"well," the brunette shrugged his shoulders, jumping off of the ledge and then walking towards his small ginger. he offered a smile, stopping infront of chuuya. for some reason, that damn smile never fails to make nakahara's heart jump. "i can do whatever i want, you know that, right?" dazai said in a quiet voice, placing his thumb and index finger on chuuya's chin, pulling his face closer to his own.

"hm. i'm going to tell you something, so listen to me carefully, okay?" the brunette whispered. his voice sent heat towards the ginger's cheeks, but slowly nodded his head as an answer anyways. smiling, dazai brushed his thumb up to chuuya's bottom lip, rubbing it gently.

"i may not be yuki from given, but i would die for you," he foolishly giggled, only getting pushed away by his small boyfriend with a disappointed look. "you fucker, i thought you were being serious! i'm outta here," chuuya huffed, folding his arms infront of his chest and then stomping away from his idiotic lover. dazai softly laughed, catching up with the other to attend their meeting together.

"hey, but really, i wasn't joking when i said that," he caught the small latter's wrist, putting on a serious face as they locked eyes. the ginger cocked a brow, "you would die for me?" he repeated as he felt dazai caressing his wrist with his thumb. nodding, the brunette curved a genuine smile. "if you want me
to, then i will."

it took a moment.

chuuya just continued to stare into those loving, brown eyes of his lover. as the fresh breeze passed, he could hear his own heartbeat at that exact moment. he smiled with a small huff, cheeks turning warm.

"bastard, i rather live the rest of my life with you."

[ 🖤 ]
aw this is so sweet and im so
lonely 😀💔 hEaRt bEeN brOkE sO
mAnY tImeS iIiiIiIi dOnT knOw
whAt tO bEliEve