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It has been a few weeks since his disastrous trip to the abandoned hospital and much to his dismay a certain brunette seems to be stuck to him like some overgrown leech.
“Seriously, when are you going to stop following me?” He stopped and turned around to the bandaged silhouette.
“Eh~ That’s high of you to think that I’m following a Chibi. If you forgot we go to the same school~”
He clicked his tongue in annoyance “Then transfer the fuck away from my school!”
The latter smirked and leaned down so they’d be at eye level “Your school? Since when did a dog owned a school? Looks like your hat is eating away your brain, but don’t worry Dazai-senpai will teach you~”
The redhead sent a kick straight to the other’s face which unfortunately he dodged. “Shut up dammit! I’m not your dog!”
You see the unlucky Chuuya not only had the misfortune of meeting a bandaged bastard but also they were in the same school just in different years, Dazai was a year older than Chuuya.
“Well I’m older, smarter, taller, more handsome and more charming. So you should definitely serve me.” He said puffing his chest as if it was something to be proud of.And Chuuya? He just groaned and turned away walking faster in hopes of losing the mummified problem.
“Hey Chibi! Wait for me!”
As if on que he started walking even faster almost running.
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“Finally he’s fucking gone.” He breathes out a sigh of relief before that relief becomes short lived.
“Woah Chibi! You sure do walk fast for someone so short.”
“AAH- WHAT THE FUCK?! Don’t scare me like that!” He screamed at the idiot who sneaked up on him cursing those stupidly long legs that caught up with him.
“Hai, hai whatever you say chibi~ Come on the classes are about to start.” And with that he’s being dragged by his hand to his class where Dazai doesn’t even have anything to do.
“Now that I’m here, Leave already!” He barked at the brunette still standing beside him leaning on the poor student’s desk who was peacefully trying to study before being so rudely disturbed.
“There’s till five minutes left.”
“Then do something worthwhile!”
“Making sure that no one catches chibi’s short germs is worthwhile!” He argues back with a stupid grin that should belong on the floor.
“You’re so- ughhh!”
“So what? Handsome? Charming? Breath-taking? All of the above?”
“So you.”
“Eh? But that’s not really a compliment.”
He scoffed at his sentence, “Because it’s not, good work on figuring that out genius.”
“Jeez, you’re so bad at giving compliment. If it were someone else they definitely wouldn’t have understood your feelings. But don’t worry, since it was me your words have reached my heart!”
With how much he’s been rolling his eyes he thinks they might just roll back to his head. So he opts to narrowing his eyes at the other but before he could say anything the bell signaling the start of homeroom.
“See you at lunch chibi.” A kiss gets pressed to the side of his head before the living size problem makes his way out of the kouhai’s classroom.
His minds blanks out for a few seconds so he ends up ignoring the aws that come out of his classmates. All and all he touches his head where the pair of slimy lips were pressed and feels an unrecognized fluttering sensation in his insides. Great now he’s sick and about to throw up because of a certain mackerel infection.
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Classes ends too early for the day. With his break spent having to feed the mummy who thinks of himself as some king and asks to be fed as he laid on his lap. Of course Chuuya’s not so big hearted that he’ll feed the idiot his food, he still needs his energy to be able to deal with a pain in the ass. So he opts to waking up ten minutes earlier and making the portion for two people.
In conclusion he didn’t get to have a very refreshing break. He can’t believe that he has become one of those nerds who wished to have classes even in their break time.
“Kunidika-san is so mean, isn’t he? He wouldn’t let me come to your classroom in between classes~” The brunette whined sticking closer to him on the cramped sidewalk. They were walking home hand in hand -because the bastard claims that he’ll get lost because he’s so short- from the long route as the brunette suddenly took him to eat crepes.
It’s definitely not because he said he wanted to eat crepes during lunch. He does buys one for kyouka as the girl absolutely adored this sweet.
“He’s just doing a good job at keeping distractions away from the students. And if you want him to stop nagging at you then stop bothering him in the first place!”
“So you get distracted because of me?” Out of all things that’s the only point the other manages to catch. His eyes shining as he waits for his answer. Weird, he didn’t even said something nice.
“You distract everyone.”
A beat then laughter rolls out of that fishy mouth, “Pfft. You’re so silly chibi!” The brunette pulls him even closer wrapping an arm around his shoulder. His cheek is squished against the other’s bony one so he misses out on the blush that makes it's way onto his face.
It took them longer than usual to reach their house -well his house because of how much Dazai stays over- because the brunette insisted on making multiple stops on his way and buying things that he doesn’t need and ended up giving them to Chuuya because it would be a waste.
“Next time don’t buy useless things that you don’t need.” One of his hands carrying all of the bags that Dazai bought and the other holding the said man’s hand.
“But I bought them for you.” He looks as if it was obvious and the most normal thing to do, his own hand holding some of the bags.
“Fine, then don’t buy useless things that I don’t need.”
“You really don’t get it, do you?” Dazai says with a disapproving shake of his head.
“Get what?” He stops and looks at him with confusion clear on his face. They’ve already reached their house in amidst of their talking.
“Nothing~ Let’s just go inside.”
“Bastard. Don’t just invite yourself in!”
“I’m sure ane-san won’t mind.”
“She has gone really soft on you.” He mutters as he follows the other inside removing his shoes.
“Oh my, are all those gifts for Chuuya?” Kouyou asks as she makes her way out of the kitchen to them.
“They’re the junk that that bastard decided to buy then ended up dumping on me because he didn’t want to keep them.”
“Don’t mind him ane-san, what he means to say is that he’s very happy to receive such precious gifts from his dear~” Dazai chirps as he comes forward to greet Kouyou and Kyouka who has just poked her head out from the living room. And he goes to give her the crepes he bought for her not minding her big sister calling him an idiot because she always calls him that.
“By the way you won’t mind staying me over right? Besides Chuuya does need some help in maths.”
“I mind-“
“Of course you can stay as long as there’s only studying and nothing more.”
“Ane-san! You’re not supposed to go soft on him. That way he’ll just start living here.”
“Doesn’t he already?” She asks looking them both up and down and staring a little longer on their hands that have joined again.
He just let this argument slip and be dragged to his room because she’s right and he’s never won an argument against her anyway.
So after a long while of doing his homework almost throwing it out of the window if it wasn’t for the brunette to kiss the hand holding the homework diverting his attention to punching him. And eating a dinner that by chance happens to be peaceful only because Kouyou was there.
Now he’s out of his shower, lying on his bed with his hair still wet ‘cause he got too lazy to dry them.
“Jeez, you’re gonna catch a cold Chuuya.” The brunette coming fresh out of shower hair already dried and new set of bandages wrapped around him remarks.
“Fuck off. I’m too tired and it’s all your fault.”
“My fault, huh? Guess I gotta take responsibility. Come here.” He said urging him to sit between his legs with a dryer in his hands. With a groan he gets up sitting in front of the other leaning his head on his chest.
He feels himself drifting to sleep as gentle fingers massages his scalp bringing him close to his slumber. The sensation feels reassuring and calming in a way he can’t explain. But it comforts him and that’s all that matters.
After drying out his hair Dazai tucks him in bed before standing up to put the dryer back.
“Where are you going?” He groggily asks tugging at his sleeve.
“I’m not going anywhere. Afterall,” Dazai smiles before leaning down and connecting their foreheads.
“I’ve finally found you, Chuuya.”