philophobia | soukoku

peony

"man, i wish it was just a solo mission."

"why do i have to deal with you're complaints every time we're assigned a job? just quit whining and get moving!"

"dogs aren't supposed to give their owners orders."

"why yOU-"

"OW!" dazai yelped as chuuya grabbed him by the ear. "stop! that hurts!"

"listen," chuuya growled. "you better shut your mouth and cooperate or i'm gonna kick your ass into the next century, got it?" 

dazai rolled his eyes. "fine, fine. so how are we getting there?"

<beep beep!>

the brunette turned to see a shining crimson motorcycle that went off. "that." chuuya smirked.

"wh-hah?! where did you get that?" dazai asked, wide eyed. 

"ane-san got it for me." chuuya replied, making his way to the bike. "'said i needed something for a bit of flare." he made jazz hands before hopping on. 

dazai gaped at the shorter boy. 

"well, don't just stand there! get on!" chuuya motioned him forward. 

"where do i even sit?"

"are you that stupid? just get behind me." the redhead answered, pointing behind him. 

dazai hesitated. "that means i have to hold onto you." he could feel his face heat up, and quickly covered it with a disgusted expression, sticking his tongue out. 

"shut up, bastard!" chuuya shouted. "just do it."

the fifteen year old did as he was told, hopping onto the bike behind the shorter boy. he hesitantly held out his arms, not knowing where to put them. 

"can you seriously not do anything for yourself? here." chuuya took the taller boy's arms, wrapping them around his own waist, closing the little space between them. 

dazai's face flushed a deep red, praying that chuuya didn't notice. he could feel his heart racing and hoped it wasn't loud enough to hear. 

"hold tight." chuuya instructed the other, revving the engine, and putting his foot on the accelerator. 

the bike went at an incredible speed, making dazai get hit with a strong whiplash. dazai let out a yelp as he nearly fell off, clinging onto the redhead even tighter. 

chuuya noticed the action, letting out a laugh. "i told you to hold tight." he taunted the brunette.

"i didn't think you would go that fast!" dazai retorted. 

the shorter boy smirked, slamming onto the accelerator again, making the motorcycle go faster. 

"AHH!! stop i'm gonna fall off!" dazai exclaimed, holding onto chuuya for dear life. 

"baby." chuuya taunted.

"shut up!" dazai blushed, turning his head away. he wanted to punch himself in the aching heart.

"should i go faster?"

"NO."

<vroom!!>

"I SAID NOT TO!"

"i know."

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<screech!>

"hey, shitty dazai." chuuya discreetly parked the vehicle. "we're here. get off my bike." 

dazai trembled as he got off the motorcycle. "n-never...do that to me...again." he stuttered.