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At eighteen, Chuuya doesn't know how to kiss.
Dazai teaches him how.
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"I think you broke my nose," Dazai says faintly, finally letting Chuuya remove his hands. He frowns as Chuuya angles his head a bit to look at it. Dazai presses the back of a quick finger to the underside of his nose, blinking. "I'm bleeding, aren't I? I think I'm bleeding?"
Chuuya rolls his eyes, letting him go. "Your nose is fine. It's not bleeding either, so stop bein' so dramatic about it."
"Chuuya should kiss it better."
"Hah!" Chuuya exclaims, "Shut the hell up, you! This doesn't give ya a free pass to say such bullshit just 'cuz I'm doing this with you!"
Dazai is staring ahead, his eyes hazy. "Ugh, yeah. I'm pretty grossed out too now at what I just said. Where were we? Oh, right." He looks back at Chuuya, focused again. "So… this time… go slow, okay? I know you're excited to kiss my pretty face and all but - "
"DAZAI!" Chuuya's voice is high and wild, bordering on a screech. He's starting to regret this already.
"But you have to make sure you can actually see where my pretty face is instead of just banging into me."
Bookmarked by typicalpine
23 Sep 2025
