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Dazai loves Chuuya, he really does, but it’s a challenge sometimes. Like now. They finally have a matching day off and they have come to Shibuya, but Chuuya isn’t paying attention to him. At all. Dazai scowls at his boyfriend who’s happily looking through racks of clothing.
Chuuya’s face lights up when he spots a shirt, and, come on, he has never ever looked that happy to see Dazai.
Chuuya turns to Dazai, holding the shirt up. It has a furry white tiger print on it.
“Do you think Atsushi-kun will like this?”
“Yeah,” Dazai replies, conveying all his displeasure in that single word.
Chuuya doesn't catch it. He beams and tosses the shirt into the basket that Dazai’s holding before moving on.
Dazai is a feared man even if he isn’t in the Mafia anyone; he does not pout. What he does is let his annoyance show on his face, and if people think he’s being a child, it’s not his fault that he was blessed with such youthful and cute features.
“Oh, this would look so good on Michizou.”
Dazai twitches at the mention of the Black Lizard commander. He doesn’t know him personally but he knows that the idiot has a huge crush on Chuuya.
“Dazai, does this look good?”
“No.”
Chuuya frowns as he places the shirt back. “Oh, okay… maybe something a little darker. Michizou doesn't really like bright colours anyway.”
That’s it.
“You know an awful lot about Michizou.”
So he’s saying the asshole’s name like it’s more disgusting than Kajii’s food experiments. So what?
Chuuya raises an eyebrow.
“What is wrong with you?”
“What is wrong with me? What is wrong with you? We finally get a day to ourselves and then you spend the entire time shopping for half of Yokohama. When did you and Kunikida-kun even become friends anyway?”
Dazai would have continued ranting if he didn't realise that Chuuya’s trying very hard to hold back his laughter. He stares at Chuuya for a moment before he pieces it together.
“… You… You did it on purpose…”
“That’s right,” Chuuya says as he takes the basket of clothes from Dazai and walks to the counter.
Dazai pouts this time as he follows the redhead. He’s entitled to pout; Chuuya just made a fool out of him.
“Why?” he complains when they’re out of the store.
“Because you’re adorable when you’re jealous.”
“Chuuya!”
Chuuya laughs and he stops walking and smiles at Dazai. It’s so unfair how Dazai’s annoyance starts to fade away so quickly.
“I’m sorry, okay? I mean I really did want to shop for the others at first but then it just became really entertaining.”
“Mean!”
Chuuya smiles at him innocently. “I’ll make it up to you.”
Dazai stares at him suspiciously. “How so?”
Chuuya holds up a hotel room key and smiles at Dazai. “I came prepared.”
Dazai’s eyes cloud over with lust immediately.
“Let’s go.”
He doesn't mind it so much when Chuuya laughs at him this time.