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It was Friday evening - something pretty usual and ordinary expect for the message Chuuya got.
Open the door
For a bunch of seconds he tried to ignore the message but his phone buzzed again. Chuuya opened the chat.
Or Ill die
The reaction was a raised eyebrow. What the hell did he want this time?
Chuuuuyaaaaaa
He threw his phone on the empty coffee table and got up from the couch. He couldn't deny he was curious about what this stupid space hog needed. Assuming that the messages came from Dazai it couldn't be any urgent or important matter. With that in mind Chuuya left his apartment and took the stairs to get two floors down instead of taking the elevator.
"I hope it's something important!" Chuuya started to scold Dazai while opening the door without even looking if that stupid Mackerel was really behind the door. But instead of an answer Dazai fell against Chuuya. Under the sudden weight of the taller man he almost collapsed. "Dazai! Stop fooling around!" He wanted to push him away but he felt the heat coming from his body and Dazai offered zero resistence. "What?! Dazai? Do you hear me?" Chuuya tried to balance him into a standing position. However that was more difficult than he expected. Even conscious he was exhausting. "Nuisance.."
With a bit of work Chuuya had managed to hove Dazai and himself into the elevator and pushed the button for the second floor. Dazai breathed hard and his face was covered in sweat. His weight was fully against Chuuya and he asked himself a few times the same question: What the hell was happening?
After somehow maneuvering Dazai on his couch Chuuya let himself fall down next to it. What was he supposed to do now? He didn't have any phone numbers of his friends or co-workers to call them and he originally had plans to meet up with Tachihara at a local bar in two hours. "Dazai!" Chuuya jolted Dazai like he was a tree in Animal Crossing. "Wake up! I don't have time to nurse your pitiful ass!"
Dazai rolled himself in a sitting position and rubbing his eyes tired. "So you love my wonderful ass?"
With a raised eyebrow Chuuya stared at Dazai. "Nobody said wonderful, you goddamn mummy."
"Chuuuuyaaaaa!" Dazai whined and his voice cracked. "I'll die. I already can see the light and your still so cruel." A coughing fit followed.
Chuuya rolled his eyes. Pathetic little shit. "That's good. I'll have a meet up in two hours. Can you make it in time?"
"You're horrible, Chuuya."
"Jeez." Chuuya rolled his eyes. "Wait here." He got up from the floor and went to the bathroom to get a thermometer. Back in the living room he shoved it right into Dazai's mouth. "Wait until it beeps in silence or I stick it up your fucking ass."
Dazai was about to say something but the angry glare in the combination with the threat of Chuuya stopped him.
The high-pitched beep of the thermometer broke the silence between them. Without turning around, Chuuya grabbed the small thing out of his mouth and looked at the numbers. "The fuck? You have 38,7 degrees. Why were you even outside?"
"Yosano is overseas and the others don't have time to take care of me."
"So the first thing that comes into your mind is to annoy me? Did you even ask them?" Chuuya was already at the end with his nerves. "Because like I said I have-"
Dazai interrupted Chuuya: "But you always nursed me back in our teenager years."
"True, but that was before you jumped on our friendship and left the town for fucking four years and coming back half a year ago without telling me a fucking word."
"Still you didn't kick me out by now."
Maybe he was the biggest idiot in this room. "You can stay until your fever sunk but don't touch a thing here while I'm gone."
Dazai coughed again. "But I already canceled your date."
"What the fuck?"
"You didn't even change your pin. It's still my birthday."
Red-faced Chuuya took his phone from the table and unlocked it. Of course it was still Dazai's birthday. And of course Dazai did what he had said.
I'm sorry, I can't make it tonight. I don't feel well.
"Stop interfering in my life, you intrigues asshole!" But the moment he insulted Dazai, his phone buzzed with the answer:
No problem
Should I com over
Chuuya couldn't believe what he wrote:
No, it's okay. I'll try to sleep and getting better over the weekend.
He put his phone away. "Fuck you."
An angelic aura was around Dazai.
Again Chuuya rolled his eyes. "My bedroom is the last one; across the apartment door." With those words Chuuya left the living room. He couldn't believe what he said and will say. "You can sleep there and I'll cook you some food."
Dazai got up from the black leather couch and looked around and leaned against Chuuya's back, hugging him. "So~ We'll share the bed like old-"
"Fuck no! I'll sleep on the couch." It would be everything but definitely not comfortable but the faster Dazai cure completely the sooner he was free and struggled to get out of the embrace.
"If you still have your queen-size bed we-"
"Dazai?" Chuuya interrupted him with a fake friendly tone and turned towards him.
"Yeah?"
"I said no! Even in your state it shouldn't be that hard to understand." Chuuya got behind Dazai now and pushed him out of the room. "Go to bed now!"
At least ten minutes later Dazai was put into Chuuya's bed with the blankets over him. Why was everything a hundreds time more complicate involving Dazai. "Don't you dare to get up until I'm back!"
"You'll miss a Maid or Nurse Dress, Chuuya~"
With a loud crash Chuuya slammed the door shut. Fuck this shit and fuck his face for blushing. Angrily he stomped into the kitchen. "Fuck!" He kicked against one of his cupboards. He should just kick Dazai out of his apartment but instead he is about to nurse him.
After five minutes caught in his thoughts he sighed and gave up. Just go with the fucking flow. It's just Dazai. Just a stupid space and bandage wasting human being. Just your ex-best friend and crush of your youth. Nothing special.
Chuuya grabbed a bowl and put some cold water in it. After that a kitchen towel and a few ice cubes followed. For the food he put a pot on his oven and filled it with water for a soup. While he let it cook he sliced an apple and put them with a few medicaments from the bathroom on a plate. Nothing special, too, just some antipyretic stuff.
Back in the bedroom, Dazai was with his back to Chuuya. "Are you sleeping?"
With rustling bed covers Dazai turned around and looked at Chuuya. "Still no dress?"
Chuuya set the plate on his night stand and got in his own bed next to Dazai. "No, just an apple and some pills for you." His voice was mild and friendly. He took the plate on his lap and with his hand one of the apple slices.
"You didn't cut them as bunnys." Dazai pouted at Chuuya.
"As if I'd give you any special treatment you don't deserve." Chuuya held the slice in front of Dazai's mouth. "Eat something healthy for once."
Dazai bit into the apple and licked provocative over Chuuya's fingers.
The man blushed. "Stop that shit." He wiped the saliva on Dazai's shirt off.
Dazai took a new slice and put it into his mouth. "Pfuuya~" He leaned over and wanted to feed Chuuya with the apple.
"What?" Chuuya leaned back and almost fell out of his own bed. "Take the pills! The fever makes you clingy, shithead." He pushed Dazai away, grabbed his bottle next to the bed and gave it to Dazai together with one of the small pills on the plate.
"I can't take them."
"Why not? They help to get down your fever."
"I can't swallow them. Feed them mouth to mouth."
You could almost see how Chuuya's face got redder and redder and the heat rose up to his ears. "A-Are you- are you fucking serious?! I-I- We- I mean you-!" He wasn't sure what he wanted to say.
Dazai smirked. "Or are you too much of a virgin?"
Chuuya looked at the pill in his hands. No! He didn't think about doing it for real. No. Never. "Go die!" He threw the pill at him and wanted to get out of the bed but instead he tangled up with the blanket and fell backwards out of it. "Ouch.." He rubbed the hurting points and groaned pained.
"100 points for being clumsy - 0 for sexyness."
Chuuya stood up from the floor and threw an angry glare at Dazai. "Shut the fuck up!" For collapsing in his arms not even an hour ago Dazai was quite good getting on his nerves.
Dazai reached out to help him back into the bed and Chuuya was stupid enough to take the hand. He didn't figure that Dazai would still have the power to pull him back into the bed. But how clumsy they both are, Dazai fell on his back and Chuuya right on him.
Their faces were only centimeters apart and Chuuya could feel the heat from Dazai's face and of his breath. His heart beat sped up and he felt the arms around his body. That was too close. Too fucking close. "Da-Dazai?"
"Why don't you feed me the pill mouth to mouth?" His hands wandered under his shirt and caressed his skin.
"I- well.." Chuuya's eyes were caught by Dazai's brown eyes and he was unable to say a word. He should habe burned his feelings away and not burry them alive because now they hit him like a ton of bullets. "It's not- I don't care about you." He felt the blood rushing into his cheeks and ears.
"Liar. You always cared." With those words he got even closer to Chuuya's face. "Because-" His lips brushed against Chuuya's like a butterfly. "I am important to you." He let his head fell down and laid his arms around Chuuya's neck to press him down into a kiss.
Chuuya closed his eyes and kissed him back. It was sloppy and it took them a few moments to find the perfect position for them. The kiss lasted a few more seconds before Chuuya broke it and leaned his forehead against Dazai's. "It's time you get your pills before you do more you regret." The words ached in his heart but he knew Dazai wouldn't do that without his fever.
Chuuya took one of his lips. It would hurt him even more with this action to leave Dazai after he left but he went so far already to kiss him back that he could at least enjoy the situation a bit more. He leaned down, closed his eyes and put the pill into Dazai's mouth. "And now swallow, Dazai." A smirk was on Chuuya's face when he felt the swallowing movement of Dazai.
"Chuuya getting cocky now?" Dazai looped his arms around Chuuya again. "Maybe I should kiss you more to infect you."
"As if that would happen."
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It happened. Chuuya was ill and Dazai had the honorably mission to nurse him. Of course Dazai only brought misfortune and still those feelings reminded.