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Dazai tossed to his other side, eyes glancing at the digital clock in his nightstand; it read 2 in the morning. He sighed tiredly. Thank God tomorrow's sunday and he's got no school to attend. He exhaled yet again, closing his eyes slowly.
The teen had no idea when did sleep came to him but when he later woke up, gasping and panting for air, only 30 minutes had passed. He groaned, burying his face on the palm of his hands.
2.30 AM, surely the Chibi would be asleep already.
Dazai was never one to like troubling others despite his outer persona. He never likes asking people for help or showing any sign of weaknesses. But if there's anyone he allows to see that side of his, it'd only be that one person.
His body moved before his mind did, reaching for his phone and pressing the speed dial button. When his mind caught up to what he had just done, Dazai cursed himself for not properly thinking it through but the button's pressed and it's not like Chuuya would wake up.. right?
He smiled fondly at the idea of his redhead sleeping soundly, ignoring the ringing of his phone, and he was about to cut the call after the third ring but how surprised was he when the line got connected instead.
"'llo." The receiver grumbled from the other side and Dazai could already feel the beginning of peace within himself just from listening to Chuuya's sleep coated voice.
"Hi, Chuuya! What are you doing, up in this hour?" His response was way too cheerful for someone who just got woken up but hey, it won't be Chuuya without his fiery responses.
Dazai heard quiet curses and some rustles from Chuuya's side before the redhead answered : "I could say the same to you. What the fuck are you still up for? Surely you didn't call just to spite me."
The brunet grinned to himself. "Aww, Chuuya you think that highly of me? I'm flattered! But it's no wonder, I'm that high for Chibi after all."
Chuuya sighed, exasperation as clear as day and Dazai could already see the roll of his eyes. "Cut the crap. What's wrong? Can't sleep?"
Dazai pouted to himself at the lack of heat behind Chuuya's answers- but he just woke up and it's not the best time to be shouting, maybe that's why- and he opted for a simple hum instead.
"Why? Nightmares?" Chuuya's voice was gentle as he asked.
"Nope~ It's cause I miss Chibi."
"Nightmare, it is."
It always amazes him just how easily Chuuya could read him, see through his clownery and pretense; none of that works on him.
"Chibi?" He called, voice suddenly quiet and void of tease and playfulness.
"Mhm?"
"You think you can sneak out?"
"You want to meet? Right now?" The surprise in Chuuya's voice was expected but there's no hint of refusal, so Dazai carried on.
"If you want to. I'll pick you up." And there's already sounds of Chuuya getting up and most likely making his bed. "No need to change. I like seeing you in pajamas."
"... Weirdo." Chuuya's voice sounded far and despite the comment, Dazai could hear the unhidden fondness. "Also I'll walk by myself. It's fine."
"What if tiny Chuuya gets kidnapped?" The brunet was also putting on a jacket himself, quietly slipping out from his room with only a phone in his hand.
Chuuya scoffed. "Don't call me tiny, you bastard. Who do you think beat those snotty gang up all by himself? If anyone's getting kidnapped, it's you."
Dazai chuckled at that because, well.. that might be true. "Don't turn it off." He added, slipping on his slippers and getting out of the house.
"I'll just leave a note to Ane-san so she won't freak out to find me gone and I'm coming."
Chuuya wasn't surprised at all when he saw his lanky, beanpole of a boyfriend standing in front of his house when he got out. He rolled his eyes but didn't protest when the boy pulled him into a hug. Instead, he put a hand on his head, gently carding through his thick locks. "It's chilly. Let's quickly go." He said, his voice barely above whispers because of the tranquility of the night.
"It's because you're not wearing any jacket." Dazai retaliated, shrugging off his outerwear to wrap around Chuuya's shoulders despite the unapproving look he's getting. Once Chuuya's bundled up, Dazai placed an arm around his waist as he guided them back into the direction of his house.
Excusing himself quietly to no one, Chuuya followed after Dazai to his room, already so familiar that he could maneuver himself just fine even if he's blindfolded. Upon arrival at the young adult's room, Chuuya finally took the jacket off and put it on the chair while Dazai's already on his bed, waiting and patting the empty side once Chuuya's attention was on him.
With a smile that's more fondness than anything, he climbed onto the space and immediately, he was cuddled against Dazai's chest. "Want to talk about it?"
"Not really, same old dreams." The brunet said with an exhausted smile.
Chuuya took a look at the weary expression Dazai was wearing and wiggled out of his hold, settling into a half reclining position and opening his arms invitingly. The brunet of course, gave him a look at first, but then he broke into small laughter and let himself be embraced. "You're too cute." He breathed into Chuuya's chest.
"Shut up." Came the embarrassed reply and Dazai squeezed the lithe body.
"Cute."
Sighing in defeat, Chuuya began brushing back the hair from Dazai's face and then gently ran his fingers through them. "Close your eyes." He said when he noticed chocolate eyes staring intently at him.
Dazai cocked his head to the sight and Chuuya would be lying if he said that's not adorable. "Why would I waste such a beautiful sight in front of me by closing my eyes?"
Of course, Chuuya rolled his eyes at that and even gave his forehead a good flick. "Try to get some sleep, Osamu. Your eyebags are getting horrible, if you don't think I noticed."
"They're Gucci."
"You fucking wish." Dazai chuckled, climbing higher so he could steal a kiss or two. "Sleep, dumbass. I'll be here when you wake up."
"That's reassuring." The brunet smiled, cupping Chuuya's face and pressing their lips together in an innocent kiss that lasted way longer than his sneaky pecks. "You'll be here, yeah?"
The ginger nodded, watching as Dazai descended down to his original position and Chuuya left a chaste kiss on his forehead. "Not going anywhere, promise."
Dazai nodded, resting one cheek on Chuuya's stomach and eyes falling shut. Letting the pleasant, comforting sensation of Chuuya stroking his hair lull him into a dreamless sleep.
Chuuya, on the other hand, stayed up until he's sure Dazai's deep in his sleep and with no sign of frown on his face. Still gently petting him, Chuuya wiggled until he's also laying on his back.
Reaching for the comforter proved to be a little difficult with an oversized mackerel draped all over him but he managed to cover the both of them with the blanket and casting one last glance at Dazai's serene expression, Chuuya checked the clock for the last time; it read 4 in the morning and he finally let himself join Dazai in slumber.