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Strange! Dazai in a proper attire on a date? Very strange!
Chuuya suspiciously sips his wine looking at his boyfriend. Dazai, for once, is not wearing his same old blue shirt like most days, even if the shirt was give by Chuuya himself, that piece of clothing was worn out at this point, but the brunet never listened before stating, 'But it's the most comfortable shirt I've ever worn! And Chuuya gave it to me!'
This morning when Chuuya was told to be ready by 6pm , Chuuya didn't think too much. They have been dating for good couple of years, and either of them asking the other on a random weekday is normal. Yes, Chuuya has pushed all his evening meeting to early morning for his cosplay version of a mummy boyfriend. And Yes, they go on dates on weekdays too abandoning their works sometimes, mostly Dazai.
The waiter has left with few orders, Dazai had asked to order some drinks first, so Chuuya had. Today Dazai is paying! Chuuya is more suspicious.
He did something horrible, he had to be, right? Did he throw away all of Chuuya's hats without telling him? That can't be possible because he has checked them this morning.
Few sips in and then Dazai says, "Chuuya wait for me yeah? I have to go to the washroom for a minute"
"Alright" Chuuya replies.
As he drinks from his glass he watches the other people, the lights hanging from the ceiling, patiently waiting and spining the liquor in his glass. This place is not really a grand big shining famous one, but it is rather nice. The waiters are nice. The vibes are nice. It's cosy. Nice.
Chuuya checks his phone, ten minutes.
Is Dazai having problem with his bowel movement? That is not entirely impossible considering the amount of snacks and canned crabs he consumes on a daily basis without Chuuya's supervision.
Then Chuuya impatiently taps with his shoes, fifteen minutes. Is Dazai alright? He didn't slip and fell on his ass on the bathroom tiles right? Or is his digestive system in serious trouble?
Twenty minutes, If he had some problem, he would have told Chuuya, or could have texted at the least! Chuuya is getting worried. He puts away the empty wine glass. Right then, a red haired man comes to his table and smiles at Chuuya.
This man is tall, taller than Dazai, board shoulder, aside from the red hair he also has blue eyes, even though they are different shade from Chuuya's striking electric blue. He is wearing a simple black shirt with grey stripes, sleeves folded up to his forearm and dark brown slacks.
"Hello" The man says.
"Do I know you?" Chuuya frowns. He didn't want to sound rude but he was getting worried about Dazai.
"Probably no, but if you aren't busy, can you please come with me?" The tall guy offers.
What the fuck?
"Sorry but I'm waiting for my boyfriend, he is in the bathroom" He replies. Now Chuuya is getting slightly irritated.
"While he is in the bathroom, can you please come with me? There is a nice place around here I want to show you" The man again tries.
"I am on a date with my boyfriend"
"It will be a short visit, you will return before he comes I promise"
What the fuck is his problem? Chuuya wants to curse out loud at him. Why doesn't this man get the memo that he is not even a little bit interested in him?
"I am seriously not interested" He says and really doesn't regret when it sounds a bit bitter.
"It won't take more than two minutes and if you like the view you can call your boyfriend there too"
Chuuya inhales sharply. Why this guy is so stubborn and persistent?
"Okay fine!" He agrees. And the man leads him out of the room.
As they start walking towards more inside part of the building, Chuuya sees a door and the man stops infront of it. "Here?" Chuuya asks pointing at the entrance.
"Yes, please open it" The man offers. Chuuya follows, still confused and annoyed. If this turns out to be a crime scene, Chuuya is so ready to punch the guts of anyone. Is Dazai alright in the bathroom?
And when he enters, at first he sees wines. Like a lot of wine bottles. A whole set of wine bottles decorating one part of the wall. And there are tons of various types of flowers beautifully scattered around the room, red Camellias, orange roses, pale pink peonies, red gardenias and lilac freesias. He walks into the room. The wine bottles even have cute baby blue ribbons on them. He sees the windows are opened and the night sky is filled with twinkling stars and a full moon. Chuuya can smell the fragrance of the flowers, feel the ambient lights lighting up the entire room with soft yellow and the warmth, the silver glow of the moonlight coming from the window reflecting on the glasses of the wine bottles. Chuuya breaths in the view.
"Chuuya", Calls a soft voice behind him. Chuuya turns around.
Dazai is standing with a smile on his, "Do you like it?"
"You did this? Bathroom excuse was just-!? An excuse? Right? Shitty Dazai" Chuuya walks towards him so that they are close and holds his hand.
"Say, don't you like this? There is probably more than enough wine for your tiny body for your entire life" Dazai cheekily says squeezing his palm in response.
Chuuya isn't sure if he should punch the other's face or kiss his lips. Instead he answers and nods, "Now that you are a famous writer and rich, are you finally showing off your money" Chuuya says without any heat in his words pointing his index finger at him. He slyly pokes at the taller's chin.
He waits for Dazai's reply but he hears the other humming a note and then the murmur,
"Can we go where no one else goes?" Dazai says in a melodic tone.
"Yeah! Remember we have planned to travel the world together" Chuuya reminds him. Cliché it can sound. Dazai then pulls him closer.
"Can I know what no one else knows?" The taller grins and again asks in a same sweet note.
Chuuya frowns and pulls away a little, is Dazai singing some song now? First the date, then surprise and now a secret personal talent show?
"Yes"
"Can we fall in love in the moonlight?" Dazai slips his one hand to the small of Chuuya's back. Chuuya easily kisses him on the lips at that. Because it is Dazai and he makes it so easy for Chuuya to just tiptoe on his shoes and reach for the other.
Dazai spins him around and then looks into his eyes, "I wanna get lost with you, I wanna be lost in you"
"Are you singing songs to me?" Chuuya says against his lips curiously.
"Been waiting a while for you, I need to do this right with you" Dazai sings as he brushes away the stray hairs from Chuuya's face, "I mean if you want to"
Outside, the night sky is all clear and the silvery moonlight is filling up the room, stars twinkling, they reminds Dazai of his boyfriend's frackles. Chuuya's blue eyes glitters like it got blue flames in them. Just like Dazai's heart is on fire today. He is a blushing mess. When he looks back at his lover, he sees Chuuya isn't better than him either. Fire spreading from ears to cheek and heart flaming with affection.
"Can we go where no one else goes? Can I know what no one else knows? Can we fall in love in the moonlight?" Dazai sings in soothing voice. Chuuya is amazed, he knows Dazai has soft smooth voice, but right now it feels much more than that.
"Would Chuuya like to dance with me?" The brunet offers.
Chuuya places a hand in his and the other on his shoulder, and with the sign Dazai goes for the small waist and pulls the other closer to him. And from somewhere, music starts playing. He planned everything! Chuuya thinks.
And they slow dance, swaying in the music and the gentle taps of the shoes on the floor creating their own song. Dazai spins Chuuya in his arms and Chuuya grinning like they are on their first date. Flushing like they fell in love for the first time.
They move in the moonlit room as if they want to get drenched in it.
"Poetry and handpicked flowers, say you'll meet me at the altar" The taller continues humming the song. "Can we fall in love in the moonlight?"
Chuuya's heart is beating louder than ever, he isn't sure where this will end but his knees becoming weak and his ears and entire face is completely red, he doesn't have a mirror but he knows. Also the way Dazai is looking at him? Chuuya thinks he is turning into a fifteen years old teenager and giddy with feelings.
"'Altar'? Are you trying to propose or what? Oi?" Chuuya tries to sound unaffected.
"Won't you say 'yes'?" Smooth bastard!
"You need a ring to propose, Osamu" Chuuya says flustered and earns a "Got it, partner" from Dazai.
"I'll be smitten with you on these blue nights, you'll be holding me until the sunrise and the songbirds be waking up" Is Chuuya again and again falling for him for the first time? The lines in Dazai's voice, Chuuya can't even think, all his eyes are on the other. Dazai is content looking back at him. Smiling like a kid who sees shooting stars for the first time.
"Oh, true love, kinda hoped it would feel like a rom-com, I've been planning this out in my notebook since I was a little boy" Dazai kisses him on the cheeks, when their face touch Chuuya can feel how hot they both are.
"I wanna feel safe with you but never be tame with you and dwell in this dream with you, let the pain disappear with you" Dazai captures his lips, a slow kiss, just like they are slow dancing. The lips brushes against each other and Chuuya kisses him back, this is all he can do at this moment, because his mind is blowing with every line his boyfriend is singing. Dazai steps and picks up one of the red wine bottle and opens it in a fluid motion.
"Bottle of Barolo in the palm of my hands, maybe we could sip this liquor pretend like we're in France for the night-time, it's the right-time" He pours the wine in two glasses and croons at him. Chuuya is amazed how the lines he is singing is so much like how everything is happening. Did he write this song and planned everything?
"Did you write the song?" He asks as he accepts the glass.
"Huh? Oh.. no, it is just a song that always makes me think about you", Dazai explains, taking a sip, "And happy ever after always seemed like a stretch, I said fuck those fairytales and now I want nothing less from you alright? Is that alright?"
Chuuya would like to reply, or atleast nod but his mind goes in utter shock when Dazai puts the glass on the small table and kneels down in front of him. He kneels down. Chuuya never saw this coming.
He just joked about the proposing thing earlier, but he is-
"Can we go where no one else goes? Can I know what no one else knows? Can we fall in love in the moonlight?"
Dazai is still singing as if he didn't commit a crime making Chuuya's heart pump blood at a very risky speed, he starts fishing something from his pocket and Chuuya thinks he knows what that could be. Without him knowing his hands go and cover his mouth, attempting to stop himself from making inhuman surprised noises. Now he knows why in every movie or shows they do this.
And Dazai lowering his head down and pulls the little velvety red box out.
"Poetry and handpicked flowers, say you'll meet me at the altar" The man on the ground pipes in sweet voice while both of eyes rest on Chuuya's as he opens the box. The blue stone shines under the moon.
"Will Chuuya say 'yes' now?" Dazai breaths as he says.
Chuuya presses his lips together, tighter, emotions reaching his eyes and overflowing. His legs can't support him longer so he too, kneels on the floor. Dazai curiously, lovingly, nervously still gazing at him, as if this moment is all that matters in his whole life, which probably is true, Dazai thinks.
Chuuya can't hold himself back so he barely manages a "Ye-yes" and clutches him tightly. Dazai's one arm easily goes to his back rubbing for calming the other down.
"Chuuya, you have to wear the ring first"
"Shut up! You are the worst, this whole night is just you giving me mini heart attacks and end with heart failure"
Dazai chuckles and slips the ring into his boyfriend, well, now fiance's ring finger.
"I wouldn't like to be a widow even before getting the chance to marry the chibi"
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"You seriously planed that from the beginning?"
"Yup!"
"So the bathroom was an excuse?"
"Yup!"
"Then the man who asked me to-"
"Oh! Odasaku! He is the owner of the restaurant!"
"I had thought you were flushed with the toilet or something" Chuuya says.
"Stupid mean chibi" Dazai pouts as he looks up at the night sky. The moon is pretty tonight, like the night he had slipped a ring with a tiny sapphire on his husband's finger.
"Say, Chuuya"
"Hm?"
"Can we fall in love in the moonlight?"
And this time, Chuuya knows the song with his whole heart.
—end—