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"chuuya~" dazai groans, "take me somewhere!" he pouts
"what? you wanna go on a date?" the ginger one frowns, "ew, gross"
"you're literally my boyfriend," dazai sighs, rolling his eyes
"so?" chuuya crosses his arms. they're sitting on the couch in their house, watching some boring tv programme
"so...you should be taking me out somewhere! that's what boyfriends do!"
"you're also the boyfriend, if you forgot," chuuya points out
"i didn't forget, chibi," he rolls his eyes, "but i want you to take me out"
"i don't know where i could take you, moron"
"you should be calling me something more sweet," dazai hits the back of the other's head with his palm
"ouch," chuuya groans, "fine, sweet moron, where do you want me to take you?"
"hmmm...take me on a ride on your moto-"
"not happening," chuuya cuts in, shaking his head
"why not?" dazai makes puppy dog eyes, "pleeeaasee, chibi! pretty please with a cherry on top!" he pouts
"no," chuuya doesn't change his mind
"please! just one time!" he begs, "i'll do anything!"
"you'll be doing the laundry for the next month?" chuuya raises his eyebrow skeptically
"no!" he huffs but then he thinks for a while, "ugh, fine," he groans, defeated.
"let's go then!" chuuya exclaims, happy he won't have to do the laundry for a month.
when they're riding on chuuya's motorcycle to the nearby lake – because that's the destination nakahara chose – dazai is screaming and holding onto the smaller man for his dear life. you'd think ex mafia executive can't be scared of anything but there is: driving fast on a two-wheeled machine which he literally begged to do.
"come on, you waste of bandages! you wanted to do that, don't shit your pants now!" chuuya makes fun of him
"shut up, chibi! i'm not scared," he says confidently but immediately clings more onto chuuya as he drives faster
"not scared?" nakahara scoffs
"fuck off," dazai pouts, gripping the other's shirt
"we're almost there, stupid, hold on," chuuya shakes his head.
when they arrive dazai gets on his knees and starts kissing the ground, thanking all of the gods above.
"a suicidal maniac scared he'll die, how ironic," chuuya laughs, leaving him behind to admire the view of the lake.
nakahara chuuya does not dream.
but if he could, he would dream of a place like this every night.
"it's beautiful, isn't it?" it's very rare to see chuuya admire something but when he does, it actually is worth it.
"yeah, it is," dazai nods. but he wasn't looking at the lake. he was looking at chuuya. and the ginger knew that. it was cliché but almost made his face heat up as he reached out to hold his boyfriend's hand. they weren't really vulnerable with each other often but those little gestures were always there to show that they care for each other.
"so are you ready to be doing the laundry from now on?" chuuya chuckles
"hmpf," dazai pouts
dazai did not do the laundry.