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Today marks a month since Chuuya permanently lost his light.
Dazai runs his fingers and traces the other's cheeks gently. He feels the man stirs under his touch and before long, azure eyes open. Still as beautiful as ever but now, empty and unfocused.
"What time?"
Dazai can say it's midnight, morning or noon and Chuuya would have no idea. "4 am." He told him.
"Why are you awake at this hour? You haven't slept?" A hand comes up, reaching for Dazai's own, that's half cupping Chuuya's face, and settles on top of it.
"I was woken up."
"Nightmares?"
"No. I just suddenly have the urge to see Chibi's face."
Chuuya scoffs. "Go back to sleep, idiot."
"I'd rather stare at Chuuya's dumb sleeping face."
"Fuck you." Is groaned as Chuuya closes his eyes again. "I want to see you too, dumb mummy." He whispers so softly that if it's not for the silence they're engulfed in, Dazai wouldn't have heard it.
Dazai makes no retort at that, instead, he pulls Chuuya against his chest, settling his chin on top of fiery locks.
Wait just a little bit longer, Chibi.
The first moments Chuuya discovered that he had lost his sight, he had gone hysterical. His power went out of control as he trashed the hospital room he was confined in, denying reality. Dazai vividly remembers the wails as he begged for them to tell him that this was just a bad joke. The brunet himself couldn't find it in him to say anything and he merely embraced the male, forcibly stopping his ability, whispering apologies to the ginger.
But it had not been Dazai's fault.
Chuuya had been sent into a solo mission and apparently things had gotten bad that Chuuya resorted to Corruption despite his partner's absence. Luckily for him, Dazai had recognized the destruction pattern of Corruption and immediately ran to his aid.
He was not too late to save Chuuya's life but because of the prolonged duration, Chuuya ended up losing his sights.
Still, Dazai feels responsible and as a way to make it up, he had announced that he'd take care of Chuuya and be his eyes.
"Stop it."
Dazai looks down at the redhead. "What?"
"I can hear you thinking. Stop it."
He smiles. "It's not my fault I am able to think unlike a certain dog." Dazai yelps when he feels his stomach pinched. "Mean, Chuuya, that's mean."
"You deserve that, asshole." The redhead pouts and Dazai doesn't stop himself from leaning down and kissing the lips, trailing up to his nose and then the lids.
"Chuuya." He pauses, lips still pressed against the closed lids.
"Hm?"
"Just say the word and I'll give my eyes to you."
"No." Is the immediate reply. "I don't want it, Dazai. I told you numerous times so stop offering it."
Dazai smiles when Chuuya continues with : "I don't want to take care of a blind mackerel. Bet you'll be ten times more annoying than you are right now!"
"You wound me! Does that mean Chuuya will ditch me if I was blind?"
"I would ditch you even if you're not blind." The redhead deadpans and Dazai pouts, pressing their lips together.
"I never know Chuuya's the one to judge people like that!"
Pale hand searched around until he found Dazai's face, pulling him down to bite on his lower lip he knows is jutting out. "I was just kidding, dumbass. As if I would do that."
"I know. Chibi loves me so much, after all."
"Dreams on, bastard."
It's the following week that Dazai suddenly drags him out without telling him the destination but one sniff at the place and Chuuya's brows are furrowed.
"Why are we in a hospital?" He asks his partner, holding onto his arm as they walk.
"Relax, chibi."
"Dazai, tell me."
"Nope." The brunet sings as he marches. "Don't you believe in me, Chuuya? Have I ever let you get hurt?"
"Uhm, lots of time?" Dazai's nose scrunches and even though Chuuya can't see, he chuckles. "I'm joking. I'm trusting you, Osamu."
"Good."
Laid on the bed, Chuuya is shocked when a needle pierces through his skin without a warning. "Dazai- what?"
"Shh, I'm here."
And that's the last thing he hears before Chuuya lost his consciousness.
The next time he wakes up, the room smells like their room and there is something tied around his eyes and Chuuya reaches a hand to pull on the cover but he's stopped.
"You're awake?"
"Dazai." He recognises the voice and the man helped him up to sit. "What the fuck did you do to me?"
"Now, now." He smiles, hands hovering over the end of the bandages around Chuuya's eyes.
"How long was I out?"
"A day."
"A day!?" The redhead shrieked in horror. "What the fuck! Did you steal my organ!?"
"Chuuya! How could you accuse me like that!"
"Why else would I be out for a whole day!?" He blindly tries to hit Dazai repeatedly and succeeding
"Ow! Stop struggling, Chibi! Let me undo the bandage!"
Chuuya halts his movements. "Bandage?" And slowly, he feels the cloth unravel.
"Yes. Try opening them, Chuuya."
"What." The redhead kept his eyes shut, he reach for something to hold and Dazai offered his hand. Suddenly, he felt nervous. "Don't tell me?"
"Just open them."
"Whose?"
"Chuuya."
"If it's yours, I'm gouging them out immediately and returning them to you." And Dazai knows he's serious about that. He cups Chuuya's cheeks and coaxes him gently.
"Open your eyes, Chuuya."
And hesitantly, Chuyaa fluttered his eyes open, tearing up as colours filled his vision again. He blinked a few times, adjusting to the dim lighting and he focused at his partner.
Dazai's eyes are intact, which is good.
"Sorry it took so long." That gentle expression he hadn't seen for a month, filled his sight and Chuuya almost cried at that. "It wasn't easy to find one as beautiful as yours."
That does the trick, hot tears spill to his cheek as he sniffles softly. "Since when did you-?"
"Ever since I heard that you won't be able to see anymore." Dazai grins, brushing the tears away. "It will never be the same but this is the most similar one I could find."
"Thank you." He whispers and Dazai shrugs nonchalantly.
"This only added to your debt towards me, you know." He says with a smirk, earning a swat he easily dodged.
"Oh, shut up." Chuuya laughs, wiping his face.
"Blue has always looks good on you." The brunet comments as he and Chuuya stare at each other. "My eyes would look weird on you."
"I don't want to be called a Mackerel because of those eyes." He replies easily, throwing his arms around Dazai's neck. "If only you'd do your works so seriously like this." He sighs and brings Dazai to lay down with him.
"So now that Chibi got his eyes back, what does he want to do?"
Chuuya rolls his eyes. "Are you expecting me to say I want to see the sea or something? I'm not someone who's able to see for the first time."
"I merely asked what you want to do, Chibi. Geez."
The redhead stares deeply at his partner's hazel orbs before smirking inwardly. "Hmm." He starts. "I haven't seen your annoying, ugly face for a month so maybe I kinda miss it."
Dazai gasps mockingly. "Well, you're welcome to stare at me for as long as you want."
"Then I'll take you up on that offer."
"Wha-"
The sight of red slowly blossoming on Dazai's cheeks as Chuuya gazes at him is hilarious and Chuuya relishes in the sight of an embarrassed Dazai Osamu.
"You're cute, Osamu."
"Oh my god, is that the eyes' effect!? Chuuya has become even more annoying!" The brunet groans as he looks away, making the redhead laugh aloud.
"You're the annoying one, asshole."
"I'll just go and find a way to restore your original eyes, after all! You're possessed by the owner of the eyes. How utterly vexing!"
Chuuya rolls his eyes tugging Dazai's bandaged arm, when the other tries to get up, making him fall on top of him, caging his smaller partner.
The brunet stares for a while before he sighs, leaning down to kiss him gently which action Chuuya reciprocates.
"Thank you, Osamu, really."
The younger one tries to keep his face straight as he says : "I told you, this adds to your debt." He repeats before finally breaking into a smile. "One that you could only pay by staying forever by my side."
"Consider it paid, then."