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Dazai Osamu might be bad at video games. He is losing count of how many times he's died in that stupid jackal boss fight. It was getting ridiculous. If Chuuya wasn't there to calm him down and stop him from breaking anything, he would have probably broken his Xbox by now.
"Let me guess, you died again." Chuuya is trying to finish a commission. There are two characters in the piece: a large, white tiger and a long-haired cat fursona wearing a green collar. He has already finished the coloring and is now beginning the shading process.
"I'd like to see you beat this level!" Osamu's fingers are beginning to ache.
"Nope. I'm finishing this first," Chuuya says. "The guy who commissioned me is one of my best customers." He added another dark line.
Dazai realizes that he's hungry. "I'm gonna go get a snack. Don't get any shorter while I'm gone, or I won't be able to find you again!" As Chuuya grumbles in reply, he walks out into the hall and heads for the kitchen.
Atsushi is in the kitchen. He's eating some sort of canned meat.
"What are you eating?" Dazai asks, startling the poor catboy (Deny it all you want, Atsushi, you're still a catboy!). Atsushi looks up from the plate, mouth still full of food. Instead of vocally responding, he holds up a can.
Dazai walks closer and looks at the label. It's canned crab meat. He decides to join Atsushi, grabbing his own plate. Unlike Atsushi, though, Dazai uses a fork to eat it.
Dazai and Atsushi eat quietly, too busy with their food to talk to each other. Atsushi finishes his plate and goes back for more, but Dazai knows that he'll have dinner with Chuuya today, and Chuuya always makes amazaing food. Just thinking of his boyfriend's cooking makes Dazai's mouth start to water.
Suddenly, there's a crash. Akutagawa Ryunnosuke enters the kitchen through a window and slaps Atsushi. "Jinko!" He yells. Atsushi hisses in response and bites Akutagawa's hand, drawing blood. Akutagawa screams. "How dare you!"
As the two fight, Dazai shuffles out of the room. He returns to Chuuya. The man is hard at work, trying to perfect the art for his client. Dazai decides that Chuuya's attention should be on him instead of the commission.
Dazai runs toward Chuuya with wide arms, engulfing him in a hug. "Chuuuuuyaaaa! Pay attention to meeee!"
Chuuya shifts around in the embrace. "I'm busy." He sighs, knowing that Dazai won't give up. "Fine. Shut up so I can do my work. If you can do that, I'll let you keep hugging me."
Dazai is ecstatic. Chuuya is allowing a hug while he's working! This is amazing! Usually he has to wait until Chuuya finishes.
"Just one question, though. Who is this commission for?" Dazai couldn't help but ask. Chuuya had a lot of clients, some even people Dazai knew, but he didn't know the name of this commissioner.
"Maybe I'll tell you when I'm done with it, but only if you're really good; I need to focus on this." Art requires a lot of time and effort. Chuuya enjoys doing these commissions. He does them very well and is relatively famous in the art community, so he has to limit how many he does, but they are often quite fun.
Work in the Port Mafia can be hard, and, while art is not easy, working on commissions can be relaxing after a long, stressful day at his job.
As time passes, Dazai almost falls asleep. Chuuya is calm, and the quiet, rhythmic taps of his pen on the tablet are relaxing to Dazai.
"I'm mostly finished with the shadows," Chuuya says. "I think it would be good to stop here." He untangles himself from Dazai to put away his drawing tablet. Dazai protests, but does not move from his place on the bed.
Chuuya returns, allowing Dazai to wrap his arms around him once more. They stay like that for a few minutes. After a while, Dazai remembers that he left Atsushi and Ryunnosuke in the kitchen. They've probably stopped fighting by now, and he wants to know who won. He tells Chuuya this, who rolls his eyes.
Chuuya gets up from the bed, holding on to his boyfriend's hand. He pulls Dazai up with him. They walk to the kitchen together.
Atsushi and Ryunnosuke are sitting in the kitchen together and taking care of each other's wounds. Akutagawa's hand is now bandaged, no longer bleeding. Both of them have a few new bruises and scratches, but neither of them is injured enough that they needed to see Yosano.
"It's a good thing you're not fighting anymore," Dazai decides. He turns to Chuuya. "Should we have them stay for dinner?"
"Sure. I'm making something big tonight, so there's going to be too much for just the two of us." Chuuya starts taking care of the plates left out when Akutagawa came in, giving Dazai and Atsushi a look. He then turns to Ryunnosuke and continues, "You wanted to fight so much that you broke into our house to fight Atsushi-kun?" When he gets a nod in response, Chuuya sighs. "You dumbass." Pointing at the Atsushi and Dazai, he adds, "And you two. You're also idiots."
Dazai shrugs and latches on to Chuuya again. "But I'm your idiot, right?"
As Chuuya begins to prepare a meal, Atsushi and Ryunnosuke finish bandaging each other. They wait for the food, sometimes speaking to Dazai but never trying to distract Chuuya. (They've heard rumors of Chuuya's cooking and how amazing it is, and they do not want to bother him while he does it.) The meal Chuuya cooks does not take very long to prepare, and soon they're all sitting at a table together.
While they eat, Dazai remembers the question he asks Chuuya earlier. He doesn't want to be the one to break the silence, though, so he decides to wait until later to bring it up. As he waits, more questions arise. He guesses that he knows this person and that they know Atsushi, but who they are isn't coming to him yet.
Akutagawa and Atsushi finish and awkwardly stand up. Chuuya instructs them on where to leave the dishes, telling them that, as guests, they don't have to wash them. Dazai knows he only says that because it's Dazai's turns to do the dishes tonight, but he stays quiet.
"So who's this mystery client of yours. Do I know them?" Dazai asks. In response, he gets a nod. Chuuya is still eating, so Dazai probably won't get an answer until after he's done. That's okay. Maybe he can make a guess on who it is before that.
After a while of trying to figure out who it is, Dazai gives up. He's stumped.
Chuuya finishes, standing up from the table. "Alright, I'll tell you who it is." Dazai has finished his meal and is doing the dishes. "You should put those down so you don't drop them when I tell you." Dazai has been known to break things when surprised or upset. He complains, but puts down the bowl he was washing.
"The person that commision was for is Fukuzawa Yukichi," Chuuya said. "Yes, I do art commissions for the president of the Armed Detective Agency. He pays well." Dazai is glad that Chuuya made him put the dishes down, because something definitely would have been broken if he hadn't. He realises something.
"Those two have been gone a while. Should we check on them?"
Chuya shrugs. The pair walk in the direction the others went earlier. They reach a guest bedroom. The door is wide open, so they can see inside. What happens next will shock you.
Atsushi and Ryunosuke were cuddling on the bed. Atsushi was in his tiger form, and Rashoumon was wrapped around the pair. They had all fallen asleep like that.
Dazai resists the urge to squeal at how cute it was. Chuuya drags him back into the kitchen, where he still hadn't finished the dishes. They stay there for a while before going back to their own room.
Dazai decides to go back to his game, and Chuuya is taking a break from his art. The two are cuddled up on the bed while Osamu tries to beat the boss fight. After a few more losses, Chuuya takes the controller from him.
"You told me that you wanted me to try this earlier, right?" He starts the level and begins to play. "Well now I am."