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Dazai laid stiffly in his bedroom with a jaded expression, the thin tatami mat folding under his weight. Summer had just begun, and the brunette had no clue what to do. He could always ring up Kunikida... but with how busy he always is and how he rarely ever picks up, he’d be better off rotting in his room. He sighed and rolled over, ignoring the large pile of clothes taking up space in the corner of his room. He felt as if it was pointless tidying up since it would be of no worth to someone who was undeserving of a pleasant room. Someone undeserving of love. Someone undeserving of anything at all. Someone who would be better off dea—
BRRRRRIINGG!! BRRRIINGGG!!!
Before Dazai could wallow in his own problems and self-pity, the sound of his phone ringing next to him shook him out of his own thoughts. Dazai quickly sat up and grabbed his phone. He checked the caller ID only to see it say “ちびっこ(Chibikko)” Dazai snorted to himself but wondered why Chuuya was calling in the first place. He noticed the phone was still ringing as he was deep in thought and fumbled his phone before answering.
“ A-Ah...! Hello? “
Great, His voice cracked. What an amazing start.
“ Oh thank God!! I’ve been trying to reach your dumbass for a while now!! “
Was he calling? Dazai didn’t even notice...
“ Anyway!! You free right now? “
“ A-Ah! Yeah why? “
Dazai sheepishly replied.
“ Yeah! Let’s hang out! How about the park? Nobodies free so you’re kinda my last resort... “
Dazai was a bit shocked. Sure, he was the last option but... Someone wanted to hang out with him? He was... He was unsure of what to say... It would be rude to ignore the offer, so he blindly accepted.
“ I-I...! Sure!! I’ll be there in 30!! “
Dazai said before hanging up and rushing off to his bathroom to properly wash himself for once.
Meanwhile Chuuya looked at his phone with a smile as the caller ID “金属製の口(Metal Mouth)” hung up.
. . .
Dazai hurriedly grabbed his keys and headed out of his apartment to meet up with Chuuya at the park. His heart was thumping inside of his chest... he was so nervous to meet up with Chuuya... They never talked much and Chuuya had his number from a past school project they worked on but... He was worried of being too awkward because you see, Dazai was a person that struggled with having a personality of their own and instead dawned one based upon those who revolved around others who he meets. But the problem was he didn’t know Chuuya that well and never set up a personality revolving around him yet.... Dazai sat himself down against the cold seat of the park bench and anxiously waited for Chuuya to arrive.
Dazai waited patiently, scrolling on his phone when a familiar upbeat voice called out.
“ Hey metal mouth!! Ready to have some fun? “
Dazai froze for a moment, a little shaken from the sudden call from the redhead. Dazai took out his earbuds and looked up at Chuuya.
“ Oh, Hey Chuuya— “
*Dazai’s voice quickly caught in his throat. The red head standing boldly in front of Dazai wearing a loud graphic tee which was tucked into his grey cargo pants held together with a black, shiny blet with a chain dangling from the belt loop. The shorter male also had fair, freckled skin which Dazai found appeasing to look at. And finally, the thing the caught Dazai’s attention the most was the spiked choker around the redhead’s neck. Dazai’s breath caught in his throat, and he was very flustered at this point. His mouth was getting a bit dry, and his breathing was shallow... So many thoughts were racing inside of his mind..., it was like a truck had hit him.
“ Ch-Chuuya... Y-You....You look awesome... “
Dazai managed to croak out, trying to ignore just how stunning Chuuya actually looked. Chuuya noticed the abnormal behavior but paid no attention to it.