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Dazai stared and stared at the ceiling, he couldn’t sleep. Twisting and turning in bed which had resulted in the ginger next to him to turn and slap his arm onto Dazai’s chest with a
thump
in an attempt to stop the movement from the brunette. The other grumbled and Dazai sighed. He was tired.
“Chuuya.”
“The hell you want mackerel..” He mumbled.
Dazai shifted his gaze to look at what seemed to be a koala clinging onto him (spoiler alert it's just Chuuya) and spoke. “Do you think if someone tries hard enough, they could melt their hair? Y’know, like metal?”
A pause.
The ginger just looks up towards the set of red and brown eyes before raising his right hand towards the brunette and flicking Dazai’s forehead. A yelp came out of Dazai as his own hand came up to his forehead, rubbing it to soothe the pain. “What was that for chibi!!!”
Chuuya simply turned away from the beanstalk, no longer clinging onto him. “How the hell am I supposed to know the answer to your question. Jeez, just go to bed.” He sighed, pulling their blanket up to cover half of his head.
“I can try..” He replied, but the question never left his mind, even as he wrapped his arms around the ginger's waist, closing his eyes.
Snore mimimimimimi snore mimimimimi