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The plan was supposed to be simple, really. They were going to get in, retrieve the hostages, and exit quickly.
Of course something had to go wrong though, however they did not expect... this.
"Holy shit, I can't see FUCKING SHIT!!" Chuuya cursed. The settling debris blocking his vision, he was in active battle engaging with one of the enemies. Dazai was not far behind him, dealing with the hostages by undoing their ropes and freeing them, passing them onto the rescue assembly squad that Mori had put together for them. Usually a mission this civil wouldn't require teaming up with the port mafia, despite their current alliance, Fukuzawa was always apprehensive over joint missions.
This mission however, felt different. Thus forming a joint mission, and of course it was Dazai and Chuuya being partnered up. Who fucking else? No one else ever beat double black, no matter how close people may have gotten, double black always prevailed at top.
This was certainly one of those close times. Not even Dazai anticipated this ability.
Suddenly amidst the debris a different colored fog had showed up, a light pink in hue had taken over both Chuuya and Dazai.
Chuuya immediately crashed to the ground, his power seemingly gone.
"What.. WHAT THE HELL?" Chuuya was definitely freaked out by now, instead of the usual buzzing sensation of for the tainted coursing through him, he felt minty cold, his whole body burned coldly while something else coursed through him.
As the debris clear he had gotten a clearer view of Dazai and the enemy, shit why was D azai glowing red?
It clicked. the fucking ability. It swapped him and Dazai's ability. That bone-chilling feeling he felt, that was no longer human...
Chuuya was caught up in his thoughts until he saw familiar markings mark up Dazai.
Was he..?
he... did he activate corruption??? SHIT.
Before he could react, Dazai flew up, hands raised as blackholes seemed to gravitate around him.
Chuuya needed to act fast.
Dazai, not used to corruption, seemed to be overwhelmed, skin tearing as the red seared on his skin. He could not feel this. He was completely in his own head, the feeling of the power rush felt addicting. He wanted more.
A hand had made its way onto him.
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Chuuya placed his hand on Dazai, who was in rough shape. Chuuya had years of dealing with corruption, lessening the effects and pain as time went on. Dazai had never, should have never even been able to experience it.
But he did, and now as he laid in Chuuya's lap, spasming, Chuuya had realized the gravity of the situation.
Sighing he placed his hands and ran them through Dazais' hair, "rest now, I got you partner." paralleling a past situation.
Chuuya had an idea on how to swap them back, hoping it would work, he slipped the now sleeping Dazai gently off his lap and walked to the unconscious ability user, to hell with being gentle. he slapped the guy, no longer human activating before a pink hue had enveloped them both again, this time making Chuuya dizzy, as he slipped into unconsciousness.
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Chuuya had woken up to a dim fluorescent light, one that he quickly realized as one of the agency's spare rooms used for that crazed nurse. Speak of the devil and it should appear..
"How are you feeling?" Yosano asked.
"Fine." Chuuya replied honestly. He could feel the familiar buzz of for the tainted sorrow in his veins.. for the tainted sorrow...corruption...
Chuuyas' eyes widened as he recollected the past events.
Dazai... he... fuck! He turned quickly to look at Yosano and opened his mouth to speak before being Interrupted.
"Dazai is.. he's going to be okay. I can't heal him like I did you, so it's a little more complicated."
Yosano said.
Chuuya let his head drop as he slightly nodded.
"I think he'll be fine to go home today though." Yosano continued.
Chuuya blushed at the implications "We don't live together!"
Yosano simply looked at him smugly before pulling something out of her pocket.
"Oh so this is just a ring that Dazai coincidentally has one that looks exactly the same?"
Chuuya quickly went to look at his ring finger, bare.. when did she fucking get his wedding ring?
He turned red before blurting out, "fine! we are married. Can I see my fucking husband now?"
Yosano looked gleeful at this confirmation. "of course! just let me tell you one thing first, and then I'll hand you your ring back."
Suddenly her gaze turned murderous.
"I'd like to say mine and Dazais' link with Mori and by extension each other makes us what I would consider almost siblings. If you ever hurt Dazai.."
Chuuya had chills go up his spine at seeing the doctor go from murderous to... sweet.. deceivingly sweet.
"I will murder you. Repeatedly. Painfully." Yosano glared at him as she continued her shovel talk.
Chuuya gulped. Threats like this wouldn't bother him but she was someone he did not want to mess with, either because she was scary as hell herself or her connection with dazai would complicate their relationship..
"Yes... ma'am." Chuuya nodded.
Yosano seemed appeased with this and gave him his ring which he quickly slipped back on, hopping out of the uncomfortable, he was just realizing, nursery bed.
He walked with Yosano to the room that Dazai was staying in and slowly opened the door..
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To say Dazai looked rough, was an understatement. despite the peaceful look on his face as he slept, Chuuya saw the excessive bandages and winced.
This was his husband. laying in that hospital bed.
He quickly found his way next to his side, holding his hand while the brunette sleep
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Hours had passed before the man stirred, groaning before mumbling “chuuya..?”
Chuuya had quickly turned to look at the now sitting man. Relief washing through him.
“Shitty idiot, making trouble.” What would be harmful words meant nothing with no bite as Chuuya let the worry seep through the words.
Dazai simply smiled at his husband, before rubbing his thumb in circles on the ginger's hand.
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“Sorry to interrupt this BEAUTIFULLL moment.” Ranpo said sarcastically, before continuing.
“But I need Dazais' input.”
Dazai and Chuuya both turned red before Dazai coughed awkwardly and spoke up.
“I assume you want to know why the ability worked on me.”
Ranpo nodded, looking into the brunette's eyes as Dazai spoke.
“Well, I actually don’t really know.. I would think it would have to do with the fact I didn't have physical contact with the ability user, so my ability didn’t come into play. Now that I think about it, it does seem the most likely.” Dazai explained.
Chuuya had no interest in this conversation, however what he did hold interest in was his husbands eyes.
Dazai was alluring, his eyes were a beautiful rich brown that seemed to change colors with the lighting, sometimes being a beautiful wine red. Ah.. Chuuya loved when it was red.. It looked like his favorite wine, How he could imagine it. Enjoying both at once, sipping a cup of his favorite wine and looking into those beautiful eyes.. Chuuya was snapped out of this with a cough from Ranpo.
“Hey can you be gay later please? I’m trying to think here.” Ranpo snarkily said. Chuuya quietly grumbled as he glared daggers at the snotty detective.
Ranpo hid his amusement as he continued talking to Dazai. Eventually they finished up and left, leaving both Dazai and Chuuya alone.
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Dazai turned to stare at Chuuya. “Can we go home now, pleaseee???” Dazai bugged.
Chuuya sighed before nodding, “yeah, okay sure.”
He quickly got up and helped his husband up.
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When they arrived at home, Dazai was swift to throw open their bedroom door and collapse onto their shared bed. Chuuya silently glared at the man before speaking up “You lazy ass, you slept for ten hours and you want to sleep again? You need to shower and eat.” Chuuya told his husband.
Dazai groaned and pouted, “but Chuuyaaaa I’m so sleepy and I want to cuddle!” Dazai complained.
Chuuya almost snorted at the childish display. “We aren’t teenagers anymore, pouting at me isn’t going to make me cave.. Tell you what, you shower while I make dinner and you can be the little spoon.”
Dazai perked up at this, Dazai *craved* gentle and loving touches, not often getting it while he was younger had made him addicted to any loving touches the ginger had to offer now. Dazai vigorously nodded before running to the bathroom to go shower.
Chuuya sighed as he went to the kitchen, thinking of what to cook before starting to make dinner.
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When Dazai appeared from the bathroom, hair still damp, dinner had been made.
They both sat at the table eating in peace. Often the couple did not get to eat together, mostly due to
Chuuyas work, so when they got to sit down together they both appreciated it, even if it was spent in total silence.
When they finished, they put their dishes in the sink, that could be dealt with later because now exhaustion seeped into both of their bones despite sleeping long. They headed off to the bed and quickly got under their covers.
Chuuya had nestled up holding Dazai from the back, it was an awkward position due to both of their height but it wasn’t uncomfortable, in fact Chuuya often enjoyed this, legs wrapped around Dazais waist as he rested his head comfortably on Dazais shoulder.
He let out a breath he didn't know he was holding as he started rubbing circles into the youngers hips.
They laid there for a while before he started hearing quiet snores from the sleeping brunette. Chuuya smiles before tilting his head and leaving a kiss against Dazais’ neck, a gentle peck before he wrapped his arms around Dazais thin frame. He smiled before finally shutting his eyes and starting to drift to sleep.
I got you partner.