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Summer. Dazai hates summer. It's hot, way too hot to his liking and it makes his skin under all the bandages itch and sticky. It's the worst. The only good point it comes with it's obviously the vacation; No school, no waking up early.
Both Chuuya and him had finished all of their assignments within the first week of summer vacation. Therefore, all they are left with is a nice, long vacation which Dazai preferred to spend by getting holed up in his air conditioned room and maybe with a certain redhead.
However, unlike him, that stupid little dog of his loves summer despite the heat and thus began the misfortune of one Dazai Osamu getting dragged around to do activities here and there.
Catching beetles, going to the beach, fireworks and festivals, you name it. Oh God does Dazai loathe all of it but he went along, anyway.
Because if asked why, he would simply said as a good owner of a dog, it's his responsibility to make sure his dog is getting enough exercise and he must also supervise him in case some random dude wanted to kidnap what's his.
But if he's feeling soft, he'd tell you (demanding it to be kept secret from Chuuya) that it's nice to see his boyfriend looks so happy since it's partly Dazai's fault that Chuuya doesn't really have any friends to do all those stuffs with (He does, but he knows Dazai's a jealous and possessive bastard so he didn't bother) so really, it's the least Dazai can do for him.
Somehow, they've managed to complete Chuuya's summer bucket list by the third week of vacation. So the next day, Dazai wasn't really pleased to find himself sitting underneath an umbrella in front of a small stand with shaved ice in hands, his favourite part of summer.
"Why are we here, again?" He asked Chuuya, who had just finished purchasing some stuff, coming to sit beside him with an unopened pack of popsicles.
"We need to stock the drinks in your fridge." The boy said, opening the wrapper of his ice at the same time Dazai threw his emptied cup.
"Why can't we ask Hirotsu-san to do it?"
"Be more considerate of elders, will you?" The older one scolded him. "You're still young, you should be doing more than him."
"Can we go home now?"
"Wait till I finish this, geez." The ginger could only sight at his boyfriend's childish behaviour which had gotten even worse now that it's summer. He opted to ignore him and licked his quickly melting ice instead.
"Chuuya is so slow." Dazai commented, staring at the way his lover's licking and sucking the sweet treat. "It's going to melt."
"Shut up and let me be." And it's not Dazai if he listens, right?
Wordlessly, the brunet took a hold of Chuuya's stick. "Hey! What-?"
"Let me." The brunet said, a mischievous grin on his face as he glided the pops into Chuuya's mouth, then pulled it out and in again.
"Daz- urgh!"
"Careful there, you might hurt your throat."
And as Chuuya fell into a coughing fit, his boyfriend blinked innocently at him. "What the fuck are you doing?"
"Helping Chuuya out." He said while shoving the ice back into the redhead's mouth when he tried to speak.
"Osamu- rghh!"
After having the popsicle shoved down his throat forcefully again, Chuuya finally stopped protesting and settled on glaring at his boyfriend.
"That's a good boy." Dazai praised, still sliding the melting ice in and out his boyfriend's mouth.
At one point, Chuuya began tearing up because Dazai's definitely trying to shove it as deep as possible on purpose. "Chuuya's so dirty." He sang which made Chuuya gave him a look that screamed : "I'll fucking murder you."
But really, it's hardly threatening with how Chuuya was looking at the moment. Face flushed from the heat, eyes shining with unshed tears and the melting popsicles dripping down his chin.
Dazai licked his lips and from the corner of his eyes, he noticed that they must have attracted an audience.
He pulled out the almost gone popsicle and in a bite, finished it before throwing away the stick.
When his focus returned to Chuuya, he couldn't help but to grin at the way his lips parted open, shiny with spit and sugar. He was slightly panting too from controlling his breathing so he didn't choke.
Dazai bent down to kiss his boyfriend and made a show of licking the inside of his mouth. He then used his bandage to wipe away the mess on his chin. "Let's continue at home, shall we?"
"I'll fucking murder you."
"Well.. that sounds fun too."