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It was stupid having feelings for your rival. That’s like being in the Yakuza while loving a person whose job was to rescue people. But that’s what happened and the regrets were high.
“Aaaaah!” Chuuya made a last handspring on the high bar and jumped on it to balance himself on the thin metal bar. It was a piece of cake doing that. With an elegant jump to show off a bit, he landed on the ground again and took the towel from said ground. “Stop that shitty cam already!!” Chuuya threw the towel against Dazai’s head, blocking the view of the cam and stomped towards him. “I can’t manipulate gravity to do those stupid tricks you want to see!” He took the video camera and turned it off.
It was Saturday and they were here on the school sports ground for three hours now but expect for Dazai being the biggest nuisance nothing else had happened. They were supposed to do a partner project in their last school year that involves two classes and Dazai had the glory idea of teaming up with Chuuya. That was unusual, to say the least because most of the time they were arguing and making a competition out of everything. They somehow combined P. E. and Japanese Literature - respectively for their best class - and Chuuya had no idea what Dazai had planned but he agreed because he needed the good grade coming with the project and cooperating with the school best. And maybe there was a tiny little bit of self-interest to get closer to that goddamn stinky mackerel when I agreed to Dazai as his project partner.
Dazai put the towel off of his face and easily snapped the camera back from Chuuya. “But it’s for the project, Chuuya~”
“Tch.” Chuuya pulled the hair tie out of his hair and put it on his wrist. “First, stop using my first name and second-” He picked up the water bottle next to Dazai and opened it. “Your ideas are ridiculous. No normal human can do that.“
Without waiting for an answer, Chuuya chugged down the whole water and threw the empty bottle in the trash next to the bank Dazai sat on.
While Dazai spoke, Chuuya rearranged his hair on his left shoulder. "We have everything I need on cam anyway.” With a sigh, Dazai got up from the bank and put the towel over Chuuya’s head and ruffled his hair with it. “Make sure to shower and I’ll clean up the mess you made here.”
Chuuya failed with punching or kicking Dazai and just rolled his eyes. “I just did what you said!”
“Yeah, like a little dog you listened to every word I said, I’m proud of you, Chuuya.” He patted Chuuya’s head like he was a dog that just learned a new trick and had his stupid smile on his face.
With the touch, Chuuya could feel the heat spreading in his face and was glad that his face already was red from exhaustion and covered with the towel. “Gah! Go away, you wretched noodle!” Chuuya pushed Dazai’s hand away and took his sports bag. On his way to the changing rooms, he turned around for a moment and watched Dazai gathering up all the utensils he had used while he got filmed by Dazai. Of all people, why did I fall for him? Chuuya thought, sighing and walked towards the changing rooms with the showers.
It didn’t take Chuuya long to shower and get into his casual clothes for the day. With still wet-dropping hair he got back to Dazai under three-quarters of an hour. Dazai seemed to be ready to - at least nothing was laying around anymore and he was sitting on the bench with the cam in his hands and watching the footage they filmed. Chuuya was about to shout for him but then he saw the smile on his face. Was it fond? It almost seemed like that. “Oi, shitty mackerel!” He shook that thought away.
Dazai looked up to Chuuya getting closer to him. “Took you long enough.” After putting the camera away, he got up from the bank. “Are you still free? Or do you need to go home already?”
“Depending on what you’ve planned-” Chuuya answered and stroke through his wet hair already drying under the warm sun. “I’m free.”
“Just grabbing some food together after your hard work.” Dazai took his bag and walked over to Chuuya and laid an arm around his shoulders. “Of course you have to pay for us.”
Chuuya rolled his eyes. His brain told him that it was a stupid idea to agree especially paying for the food of this idiot just exploiting the situation but his heart already agreed on that kind of date. “When your fancy ass can take a seat in McDonald’s-”
But Chuuya couldn’t even finish his sentence before Dazai interrupted him: “It’s fine! Also, I didn’t know, Chuuya likes my ass~”
The heat and red were faster in his face then he could turn away. “Stop-Stop talking shit!”
Dazai only laughed and ruffled Chuuya’s hair again.
Chuuya was lucky that the way to their destined location was pretty close to their school buildings because with a few meters more and he had pushed Dazai in front of the next car - by accident of course. How could one person be so annoying? While the way took them seven minutes, Chuuya gave up to count how many times he tried to kick Dazai or smash his fist in his way too handsome face with his shit eating grin.
“I’m sorry I hurt your feelings when I called you stupid, I really thought you already knew.”, Dazai said after they took place on a table for two and took his burger out of the paper box and put the floppy cucumber out of it.
“Gah!” Chuuya gave up and cursed his own feelings because a lot of Dazai’s casual remarks made him happy or blush.
“Oh, Dazai-senpai, Chuuya-senpai!” A brightly smiling white-haired boy stood next to their table with a grumpy looking black haired guy behind him. “Did you finally ask Chuuya out?”
Choking on his burger in his mouth, Chuuya coughed and couldn’t believe what Atsushi had asked. “What?”
Suddenly feeling really uncomfortable, Atsushi averted his gaze and seemed to look for a solution in his head how to rescue what he said. With panic in his eyes, he turned around to Akutagawa but the other guy just shrugged his shoulders. “I mean.. isn’t that a-a date?”
Chuuya looked at Dazai who was just casually eating his menu as this whole situation wouldn’t concern him. “What the hell did you shithead plan?”
Akutagawa laid a hand on Chuuya’s shoulder and bowed his head slightly. “I’m sorry you have to bear with his stupidity.”
It was strange hearing those words out of his mouth of all people because he looked up to Dazai his whole middle school years and adored that stupid man like Chuuya did with his hat collection. But somehow he did feel like he fell for a prank or something like that because everyone here seemed to know what was happening here except for him. “I swear if that’s just a goddamn prank, I’ll you all here and now,” Chuuya growled and was about to squash his drink in his hands but Atsushi took it out of his hand to prevent that from happening.
“Didn’t-Didn’t Dazai-senpai ask you out for today?”
Chuuya threw a confused glare at Dazai. “No, he coerced me into doing impossible gymnastic exercises for our school project and I’m the one paying for the meal.”
Atsushi looked like he couldn’t believe what Chuuya had told him right now. “Dazai-senpai! You said you wanted to go out with him today?!”
Dazai swallowed his food and innocently shrugged his shoulders. “I did and as a bonus, I have Chuuya doing stupid stuff in front of the camera plus free food.”
“Dazai-senpai is the type to bully the one he loves, Jinko.”
Shocked, Atsushi looked at his boyfriend and he looked like despair had taken the better of him. “Now I know where you have that from!”
Merely five minutes later they sat in front of the restaurant because they were kicked out of it after Chuuya tried to strangle Dazai and Akutagawa tried to silence Atsushi after his conclusion. “This fucking video was just for your own enjoyment?!”
“Would someone care to explain the situation?”, Chuuya pulled Dazai up on his collar because he was sitting while Dazai was standing. “What kind of stupid mind game did you plan here?”
“Nothing, I just wanted to hang out with Chuuya without turning him into a blushing mess due to his feelings for me!”
“H-Hu-” Before he even could get a sound out of his mouth, his face was red like a tomato and his grip around the fabric of Dazai’s shirt loosened. “You-You fucking knew?”
“Everyone knew, Chuuya-senpai.” Atsushi answered with guilt in his voice and hid behind Akutagawa.
Using the situation, Dazai pulled Chuuya on his lap and hugged him, pressing a kiss on his cheek. “You’re so cute~”
Chuuya grumbled and pouted. “I hate all of you!”