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After having a drink of wine, because explaining to Kouyou how he was dating Fyodor as well as making believable lies to tell his sister, was going to hard.
He really didn’t like lying to his sister. He always felt awkward after.
He’ll explain everything later, when the whole thing ends up blowing over.
He can only hope that Kouyou doesn’t try to kill him.
Somehow, by some miraculous reason, she believed him. She believed the lies that he told, and he wondered how well the woman could read him. They had spent so long with each other as surrogate brother/sister, and yet she can’t see through his lies?
Though to be fair, half the stuff sounded real to himself, because he knew Fyodor’s general personality and weird habits to be able to write an autobiography.
That itself is wild because he’s only known Fyodor about one to two weeks, give or take.
Eventually Kouyou leaves believing the following information.
- They met after the dragon-head incident, when Mori forced him to go onto that stupid mission that could have killed him (No one liked the fact that he had to do the mission but he was the only one who could)
- They started dating a month or two after that.
- Chuuya is terrified that Fyodor was just going to drop him (Dazai’s betrayal caused Major Trust Issues)
- This is Chuuya’s first boyfriend, so he’s winging it and terrified.
- Chuuya is actually still unsure if he does love Fyodor and vice versa, emotionally insecure (If thats a thing), and in general scared of fucking up.
- Chuuya is happy, even if he is scared.
- Fyodor is also rather weird and unique, even if he is a bit of a megalomaniac (Something that Chuuya is actually trying to curb, if somewhat)
Half of this is actually half truths in all actuality. Apart from the last one, that one was all true.
“He’s so weird sometimes. He has a key, he can lockpick my door open like nothing, yet he’ll still knock. I know it’s like warning me, but I saw him do this before he went into the bathroom, after leaving me in the living room. Not to mention, his sleeping habits! He will sleep anywhere! Under my bed, yeah Under it. On top of the cupboards, in the cupboards! In my closet! He’s so weird, it’s like having a human cat for a housemate! I don’t even live with the guy!” He had ranted, all true.
By the end of the night, he was so exhausted he fell asleep on Kouyou and woke up in his bed, with a small meal, a drink and a note saying how she was proud of him for telling her, even if it was a bit late.
He felt better though, the pent up confusion on the weirdness that was Fyodor was out of his system so he felt more relaxed than ever. He grabbed a book to read before going to bed, before falling asleep anyway.
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Kouyou had just left Chuuya’s house, and Fyodor was waiting for her to leave before he went in. He was genuinely curious to how Kouyou had taken it, and wanted to comfort a most likely shaken, or nerve-wrecked, Chuuya.
“Its rude to watch, boy.” Kouyou said and he froze and then smiled.
“Sorry, wanted to know your reaction to Chuuya telling you everything.” He said, and she turned to him.
“Are you true?” She asked and he raised an eyebrow. “Are you true to Chuuya? Do you love him?” She asked and he smiled.
“The redhead enigma that is Chuuya Nakahara? Who couldn’t love him? Or at least like him in some sort of way? The only way you could hate him is if you had something actually wrong with you mentally.” He said and she chuckled.
“I will tell you this once, boy. Hurt Chuuya in any way shape of form. Emotionally, Physically or Mentally, I will make sure that your death isn’t pleasant.” She said and he put up his hands.
“I don’t intend to ever hurt Chuuya. I’m taking things slow so I don’t overwhelm him. I’m doing what I can and hoping for the best.” He said and she nodded.
“Chuuya can get... stressed, if he bottle up emotions. When he’s stressed, he will blow up and attack.” She warned and he nodded.
“I’ve gotten pretty good at reading Chuuya, but thank you.” He smiled and she nodded.
“He’s asleep by the way, so unless you can carry him to his bed, there isn’t much of a reason to go in.” She said, almost reading his intentions before disappearing into the darkness.
He smiled, and moved to enter the house before him before a gun was being point at him.
“What game are you playing at Fyodor?” Dazai asked and he sighed at the obstacle from letting him get to Chuuya. Fair he didn’t have to, but falling asleep on the couch can’t be comfortable. He turned around.
“Is it so hard to believe that I have feelings unlike you?” He asked and Dazai’s dark look darkened even more.
“Yes, because we’re too alike. And didn’t you want to destroy the world?” He asked and he sighed.
“Chuuya is scarily good at keeping me in line. Even old habits I don’t realise I’m doing, like hacking, he’ll stop me before I do anything stupid. I think we balance out each other nicely.” He said, almost boasting.
The truth was, that wasn’t an entire lie.
Chuuya had expressed... distaste for bringing down random companies from their own tech. So he slowed down a bit, because he did genuinely care for Chuuya and if slowly taking down companies that deserved to be destroyed made Chuuya happier, he wasn’t going to say no.
“Also, I know you were stalking us today. It was rather obvious, though I kept Chuuya distracted so he wouldn’t see you. Knowing him he’d see you and blow up, and the date would be ruined, and I wanted his first date to be happy. Though seeing Kouyou-san might make him a bit awkward, it wouldn’t have destroyed the entire date.” He said and Dazai couldn’t glare any harder.
“Just shut up, what are you playing at? You always have a motive for doing anything, so what is it for Chuuya?” Dazai asked and he sighed.
“Oh I have a motive, but not one you think. I want Chuuya to be happy, and if that means putting myself in weird positions to make him laugh when he wakes up first thing in the morning, or making him food because he’s too tired to do it himself, then I don’t mind.” He said, letting himself have an endearing tone. Chuuya was easy to be enraptured by, so it wasn’t hard to fake an endearing tone.
Dazai looked genuinely shocked and confused.
“Honestly you sound like a jealous Ex Dazai. Leave Chuuya alone, he’s told me enough how much he doesn’t want to see you. Even if he does have to use corruption.” He said, before leaving letting Dazai’s quick brain assess what he said.
Knocking gently, he unlocked the door with the spare key, locking the door, and found Chuuya asleep.
He smiled, and picked up the smaller redhead, before almost falling.
Chuuya was small, but he had a lot of muscles, which made him rather heavy. Curse his anaemic strength. Still, he persevered, because sleeping on a couch wasn’t a good Idea. He heard the door unlock and close, and he ignored it, trying to get up the stairs.
“Why are you doing?” He heard Dazai’s voice ask quietly, and he sighed.
“What does it look like?” He asked back in the same soft tone, and took another step.
“Your anaemic, and you’re rather weak. Yet you’re still trying to carry him?” he asked and he sighed.
“Chuuya didn’t deserve to sleep on the couch.” He said with a light shrug. It was quiet, as he struggled to carry Chuuya up. He wasn’t going to ask for help.
Eventually, he was able to get upstairs and was able to get to Chuuya’s bedroom and gently put Chuuya down on his bed. He wanted to collapse right after, but Dazai was there. He had to be strong. He motioned for Dazai to leave as he started to leave the room as well,
“Oh? You don’t sleep with him?” Dazai asked a raised eyebrow and he glared at Dazai.
“Excuse me, but I’m not going to force myself into his bed. Besides, I don’t think he’d want to wake up to my face.” He said and went downstairs. He generally slept in the guest room downstairs. “Now please leave so I don’t have to baby sit you.” He said coldly, and Dazai looked like a mix of confused, annoyance and hesitation. Eventually he did leave through the window, and Fyodor went around to close all of the windows and made sure the doors were locked (They weren’t).
Typical of Chuuya, forgetting to make sure everything was locked. It was why Dazai got in so easily.
Honestly, Chuuya was so laidback, it did worry him. Then he remembers his raw strength, without his ability, and he understands why.
Those thighs could crush a mans skull.