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Chuuya sighed as he rubbed his face with a gloved hand, he was exhausted and the bandage wasting womaniser calling for him in the middle of his nap (during lunch) was not something he had planned to happen today. Chuuya yawned, looking down the hall on the left wing of the school, fourth floor.
“Chibi~!” Dazai called from his place sitting atop one of the sets of lockers, easily finding Chuuya who was attempting to hide behind a wall in case he could sneak away, however that wasn’t happening. “I can see you Chuuya.”
The ginger sighed and shook his head, his small ponytail smacking him in the face while he did so. The teen walked over to the ‘creature’ known as Osamu Dazai and glared at him. “What did you want? I was busy.” Chuuya needed his middle of the day beauty sleep so it could help him stay young forever… or so that's what people whispered to new students.
Dazai smiled. “You and your lunch-time naps.” He shook his head, jumping down, he hadn't even needed to jump really, this man was just too tall. “Chibi, I need your help with finding something.”
“Is it for Oda-sensei?” Chuuya asked with a raised brow, that would be the only explanation, Dazais father figure needed something for a class and Dazai was too lazy to get it himself.
“Hai, it is.” Dazai said dramatically, smiling at the annoyed Nakahara before him. Chuuya rubbed his temples, he was not in the mood to deal with Dazais bullshit today so he would just go along with it.
“I’ll help, yea.” Chuuya said, a bitter grin on his face, not pleased with this situation. Dazai smiled his regular evil grin which sent shivers down Chuuyas spine, something bad was going to happen… Chuuya knew it.
“So what did Oda-sensei need again?” Chuuya asked in an irritated tone, he had been inside this tiny ass room with Dazai for about ten minutes now and he was looking for whatever this thing was in the dark. Dazai was pressed against him and he had no idea what the actual point of this was.
“We went into the wrong closet, Chuuya.”
Chuuya sucked in a breath so he didn't scream out of anger instead he just kicked Dazai in the knee, making the taller man gasp in pain. “You’re the reason we’re in this mess you dumb asshole. Now let me out!”
“Chibi, The doors locked, They locked it from the outside.” Dazai said gently, arms wrapping around Chuuya who was most likely going to throw a Violent fit over something soon, Dazai just hoped the hug was enough to make Chuuya not kill him.
“What..?” Chuuya tensed, hands grabbing at the arms that were around him. “You planned this didn’t you, you fucking pervert!?”
Dazai hummed “I did— but not for that I wanted to give you cuddles, I’ve seen how exhausted you are lately and it's made me worry.” Dazai mumbled, face in Chuuyas hair as he stayed there, humming softly.
“I don’t trust you.” Chuuya grumbled and shook his head. “How are we going to get to our last class of the day?”
Dazai smiled into Chuuyas fluffy, orange hair. “We won't be, you’ll be taking a nice long nap in my arms.”
“For fucks sakes this could have waiting util we were back in the dorms?” Chuuya felt himself be pulled closer to Dazais chest, a wave of exhaustion washing over him. “Fine. Just this once, if this happens again I’ll throw you off the roof.”
“Noted.”
From then on every Friday was the same thing, however Chuuya never actually threw Dazai off the roof, after all he needed to keep his human pillow to sleep on.