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“Ahh~”

With a cry Dazai released another load onto the bed before flopping down onto the mess that he made. He felt sweaty and gross, covered in sweat and cum, his tired body couldn't handle anymore. He then felt the other shift inside making a whimper come out of his mouth, before feeling empty, his ass clenching into air.

“Stupid slug, could've at least said something.” He told the other, which earned him a smack on his ass making him hiss in turn.

“Shut up, dumbass.” Chuuya said in a horse voice, which Dazai found utterly sexy.

“Chuuya~” Dazai whined, as he slowly turned around. His back is now lying on the sticky mattress.

“What do you want now?” Chuuya said exasperatedly, but Dazai knows that it's just a facade and the other will do as he says either way.

“Kiss me?” Dazai pouted, puckering his lips in an attempt to look innocent, which he is far from. 

He could see the way Chuuya rolled his eyes, but still leaned in nonetheless. Without a second later, their lips connected and Dazai felt a burst of fireworks happening inside him. He pulled the other closer to him, his hands entangling his neck and hair, as Chuuya pushed him back into the mattress. Slowly grinding their parts together.

Dazai let out a moan, as he broke their kiss as he felt Chuuya kiss his way down from his face to his neck to his chest. He could feel the cold breath Chuuya let out on top of one of his nipples before sucking on it , his free hand coming up to his other nipple before gently teasing it.

Dazai let out whimpers as he felt the simulations from both his lower half and upper half. 

“Chuuya… Nghm…” he let out breathlessly as he felt himself cum onto his and Chuuya's stomach. But Chuuya didn't stop grinding. His movements become erratic as his sucking slowly becomes painful. But Dazai is a masochist, loving the pain and pressure his dick and nipples are feeling.

Belatedly he felt Chuuya cum, his liquid now mixing with his own as he flopped on top of Dazai, breathing heavily. Despite his dazed state, Chuuya pulled him down into a searing kiss, licking his way into his mouth. 

Dazai let out little moans as Chuuya's relentless tongue paved its way into his mouth, mingling with his own tongue. When Dazai felt like he could drown into the others mouth, Chuuya pulled away but not before leaving little pecks on Dazai's face. Making Dazai whine at the loss.

“Shh, baby, I'm here. I'm not going anywhere.”

Yeah, right.

Was the last thing Dazai thought as he let himself drift off to dreamland. The night finally caught up to him.

When Dazai awoke from his long sleep, he noticed that the sheets were changed and that he was now wearing clean clothes. He glanced over to his clock to see it was a little pass over 9 in the morning and that the city was bustling as ever.

Before his thoughts could wander any further, he heard his door open and there he was.

Chuuya Nakahara, in all his glory, wearing nothing but shorts, carrying a tray of cooked food into his room.

“You're finally awake.” He said putting the tray on top of bed, before sitting down on the edge.

“You're still here?” Dazai asked in shock, seeing as it was already past class hours.

“Yeah, well. Didn't feel like going to class.” Chuuya said, scratching the back of his neck as he gestures to Dazai to eat.

“I prepared your mackerel ass some food so you better eat it dumbass.” He said getting off of bed, grabbing a towel and heading to the bathroom.

Dazai stared mindlessly at his bathroom door, before a blush overlapped his entire face. Gently, he took his chopsticks and dug into his food. Despite not saying it out loud, Chuuya was one hell of a cook. 

Between the two of them Chuuya had always been more capable whether it be cooking, cleaning, driving, or any household chores he's always the best at it.

They have known each other since they were in diapers and have been stuck throughout the entirety of their lives. Along the way Dazai found himself falling in love with his childhood best friend, that's why he proposed this stupid fuck buddy relationship. It was a stupid bet, where Chuuya obviously lost the game and for Dazai's prize he proposed this stupid relationship.

The way Chuuya's face flushed in embarrassment had Dazai both laughing and crying. Laughing since he never imagined seeing Chuuya as red as a tomato, crying because he never imagined he'd stoop so low as to propose this kind of situation. But hey a man's gotta do what a man's gotta do.

But that was while they were in high school, he never imagined this relationship would continue until their college years. Dazai has been both top and bottom, but he prefers the feel of Chuuya inside him above all. It makes him feel as if they were one. But Dazai was aware that this relationship is was only for the sake of the bet, if not he's sure Chuuya wouldn't even look at him like he does during sex.

When Dazai finished his meal, on cue Chuuya went out of the bathroom in nothing but a towel around his waist. Making Dazai flush in embarrassment, sure he's seen and felt his dick for the past 6 years but this and that were two different things.

“You must've been hungry.” Chuuya commented as he stared at the empty plate on the tray.

“Well, thanks to someone's monster stamina, I need to eat more to replenish my energy.” 

“I'll take that as a compliment.” He said, taking the tray from him, and gesturing to the bathroom.

“Wash up mackerel, the least we could do is catch up to our afternoon classes.” He placed a peck on Dazai's lips before making his way out of his room. Leaving Dazai both dazed and confused as to why Chuuya did that. 

I mean they don't shy from kisses during sex, but Dazai doesn't understand the soft aftermath of the previous night. I mean it's just sex? Right?

When Dazai and Chuuya entered the school, Chuuya was immediately swarmed by his friends and some fans.

Forgot to mention that Chuuya is the star quarterback of their university.

“I'll see you later mackerel.” He said with a wink. Before taking off with his other friends and fans towards his next class. While Dazai was left standing there agape of Chuuya's laughing face.

Belatedly he saw Akiko and Kunikida near him, they were his closest friends in university along with Ranpo, Tanizaki, and Atsushi second to none. 

“How was last night?” Akiko asked, wiggling her eyebrows at him as she tangled her arm into his. With a blush Dazai averted her gaze but was met with an unfazed Kunikida who simply nodded his head and said.

“It must've been intense seeing as you're limping.” From that to come from the stoic Kunikida made him blush all the more, good thing the others weren't there as he would've been teased more.

“So?” Akiko asked as they made their way towards their lockers. Dazai opened his and grabbed one of his books for literature class.

“So what?” He asked cluelessly what she was trying to imply. He could see Akiko face palm and Kunikida shaking his head in defeat.

“I'm asking if you two finally confessed your feelings!?” She shouted as if trying to make sense of Dazai's dense reaction.

“Umm, no? Why would we?” He could see Akiko facepalm again muttering something under her breath as she turned away to catch a breath.

“Because you like each other?” Kunikida, as if stating the obvious, pointed it out. Dazai grew flush at the comment before immediately denying it.

“No we don't!”

“Yes, you do!” 

Kunikida and Akiko retorted and after that it was just a back and forth segments between the three of them. With Dazai denying his feelings, while Kunikida and Akiko trying to say otherwise.

Their little debate only ended when the bell rang signaling their next period.

“Seriously, isn't it time that you two confess or something. You've been having that relationship since we were in high school.” Akiko stated as she crossed her arms over her chest.

“You guys are being delusional, Chuuya? Nakahara Chuuya confesses to me? As if!” He debunked the ridiculous idea as they walked to class. 

“Dazai.” Akiko said massaging her temple out of frustration.

“It's not so bad to confess is it?” Kunikida gently said as they arrived at their next class. Dazai grumbled as he sat down. 

“It's not as easy as you think.” 

“So your content with…whatever you two have right now?” Akiko asked as she sat down beside him. Their professor walked in shortly after but the three weren't listening. 

“I have to be content… otherwise… I'll lose him if I become too greedy.” he whispered as he opened his book, already wanting this discussion to be over with.

Akiko and Kunikida could only look at each other and shake their heads at their friend's obliviousness. Unbeknownst to them, Dazai was already mulling over what they had just talked about. 

Him confessing to Chuuya? The Chuuya Nakahara? It's unimaginable, ridiculous, hilarious, but… why does it make his heart beat so fast. I mean he's already aware that his love is unrequited so why bother with the pain of rejection? He tuned out everything and decided to listen to the lecture.

Mid lecture he felt his phone ping, and a notification popped up. It was a message from Chuuya.

Chibi: Come watch me, dumbass.

The message said, making Dazai's heart run a marathon. He obviously didn't text back, but he knew Chuuya knew he saw the text. Before pocketing his phone and continuing to listen to the lecture. 

He couldn't wait to see Chuuya perform, unbeknownst to him again his friends saw the message and could only Internally sigh at the two oblivious lovebirds.

After his last class he bid goodbye to Akiko and Kunikida and made his way to the playing field where Chuuya and his teammates were having a practice match for their next game.

As he entered the field he was greeted by a loud whistle which immediately made him cover his ears in surprise. There he saw the team tackle one another as Chuuya ran across the field and some players going after him. 

Dazai made his way up the bleachers to get a better view of the field he could see Chuuya running. Dazai clenched his hands as he watched he could see others trying to catch up to Chuuya but to no avail. Ultimately Chuuya scored and then let out a loud scream in victory. The players that were on their team celebrated with him while the others only clapped their hands.

Dazai wanted to cheer out loud for Chuuya too but was overshadowed by a group of girls that were already cheering for Chuuya. 

“Nice one, Chuuya!”

“Chuuya! Your the best!”

“Chuuya! I love you!”

“That's our quarterback!”

Along with some other cheers, the girls squeeled as Chuuya and the team neared the stands. The girls immediately got of the bleachers and swarmed the team, Chuuya specifically and showered him with congratulations and praise.

Dazai despite feeling happy that Chuuya and the team are getting the support they deserve, couldn't help but smile bitterly at the sight of Chuuya getting attention from other people. I mean he knew it was bound to happen, he's a star after all, but witnessing it was a whole nother thing.

Deciding not dwell in the stands any further, Dazai quietly slipped out of the stands and made his way towards the entrance. 

He's watched Chuuya play so he wouldn't have any reason to complain later at their apartment, as he was about to open the door he heard someone calling his name.

“Dazai!”

His heart cluttered as he heard a familiar voice. Slowly he turned around and he could see Chuuya, despite being sweaty drenched ran after him. He stopped and took a breath when he was in close proximity and asked.

“Where the hell were you going without me, hah?!” he could see the fury underneath Chuuya's eyes but there was something mixed in it, something Dazai couldn't possibly name.

“Umm, I assume you were going to celebrate with your friends so…” but Dazai wasn't even able to finish his sentence not before being dragged outside the field with Chuuya tugging his hand.

“I presume I'm going to get a prize for winning?” Chuuya said quietly, turning away with a blush. Dazai blushed at the implication but didn't say anything, only allowing Chuuya to drag him. Despite the his initial feelings, his heart warmed at the indication that at the end of the day, it was him Chuuya turned to.

When they arrived back at their apartment, Dazai didn't even manage to remove his shoes before Chuuya is pushing him against the door and devouring his lips.

He could feel Chuuya's hands wander around his body, slowly undressing him as they made their way to the bedroom. Fortunately Dazai was familiar with the interior of their apartment so that they didn't bump into any furniture. Once inside the bedroom Dazai flopped down onto the bed, his and Chuuya's lips never separating from each other.

Dazai threw his head back when Chuuya left a hard hickey on his neck and continues to plant more as he slowly removed Dazai's top. Chuuya mapped every corner of Dazai's body with bruises and hickeys as Dazai let's out low moans at this. Fed up with the onslaught of hickeys he grabbed Chuuyas hair and pulled him back up, their lips now meeting one another. 

Chuuya in turn, broke free from the kiss to hastily remove his top before diving back to the sweet taste of Dazai's mouth. It was addictive, his taste, his smell, his sounds, all Chuuya would ever need was right here in front of him and damn him if he wasn't gonna claim it. 

Slowly his hand traveled from Dazai's waist to his buttocks giving it a harsh squeeze, slicing a loud moan from Dazai. His hand further traveled to that sweet spot before slowly thrusting one finger inside him. Despite having slept together so many times, Dazai noticed that Chuuya always took time to prep him before anything else.

Before he knew it one finger became two then into three then four. 

“Chuuya~ enough teasing… just…nghm~ get to it!” 

He said claiming Chuuya's mouth again in a heated kiss. Their mouths explored one another, their taste getting addictive as time goes on. Despite having this mouth over him for the nth time already, Dazai only grew to love the taste of it. Never getting tired of it and only grewing addicted to it.

Separating from Dazai was probably one of the hardest things Chuuya could do right now, but looking at the sight of him all disheveled and needy spiked the spark of lust within Chuuya.

“It's alright, baby.” He said putting on a show for Dazai, slowly loosening his pants before taking it off. His erection clearly showing making Dazai gulp in anticipation.

“Tonight, I'm gonna fill you up until you burst.” Chuuya quietly whispered in his ear before nibbling on it as a tease making Dazai whine in response.

“Chuuya~ hurry!” Before Dazai knew it he was being filled up by Chuuya's massive erection making all the air in his lungs leave right out of him.

“Hick!”

Dazai exclaimed wrapping his arms around Chuuya as tears started to flow out of his eyes.

“Shh, your alright baby. Take all the time you need.” He could feel Chuuya press kisses to the side of his head as he adjusted to him length. Despite having taken it so many times, Dazai still needed proper prep to adjust to Chuuya's length. But hey, at least he knows now where all those extra inches went.

“Chuuya. Chuuya.” 

“I'm here, baby. I'm right here.” He said leaning back and pressing a soft kiss onto Dazai's lips, their tongues mingled with each other as Dazai slowly relaxed to accommodate Chuuya's length.

“You can move now.” He said in a quiet whisper as Chuuya pulled back to inspect his handiwork. Chuuya licked his lips at the sight presented before him. His best friend and rival, all disheveled for him, just for him. With one last peck to Dazai lips Chuuya slowly began to move, he could feel the subtle tightness as he moved in and out of Dazai as he thrusted.

Dazai on the other hand continued to let out moans of pleasure with every thrust, his mind not being able to comprehend the pleasure he was being tackled with as he cried out. 

The then remembered the conversation he had with Akiko and Kunikida earlier about confessing his feelings to Chuuya causing him to flush further than he already is. Chuuya of course noticed this and stopped for a moment to check on Dazai.

“Hey, baby? You okay?” He said worries filling his voice, gently he caressed Dazai cheek wiping the tears that continued to flow.

Not wanting to drag this stagnation further, Dazai turned his head into Chuuya's hand giving it kisses before starting to suck on his fingers.

“Please, Chuuya… give it to me hard.” He whispered the last part and Chuuya's entire frame sparked with lust, but before everything else he calmly leaned into Dazai placing a delicate kiss on his forehead.

“Don't blame me if you won't be able to walk tomorrow.” With those final words Chuuya started to pound relentlessly into Dazai and Dazai not being able to do anything but take all that he is given.

“Chuuya.”

“Chuuya.”

“Chuuya.”

An onslaught of Chuuya's name flowed out from his mouth as he was being pounded into the mattress in his dazed state he wasn't able to hear to possessiveness laced in Chuuya's words.

“This hole is mine to fuck, do you understand?”

“Mine and mine alone.”

“This body belongs to me, you got it baby?”

“Baby, you feel so good. Only for me, hmm?”

“Fuck, Dazai, I'm gonna…”

When Dazai felt that Chuuya was about to pull out he wrapped his arms and legs around Chuuya's neck and waist.

“Inside… together… please.” He said before being claiming Chuuya's lips on his. With one hard thrust he could feel himself cumming all over them as he let out a loud moan in response. Those moans then turned into whines of overstimulation as Chuuya continued to pound into his ass, claiming what is his.

“Fuck baby, I'm….”

“Inside… inside… wanna feel you…”

“Fuck.” With one more hard thrust Chuuya came inside Dazai with a loud groan as he plopped on top of Dazai heaving heavy breaths.

Slowly Chuuya lifted himself up before wiping away the tears that left Dazai's eyes.

“Baby.” Chuuya then kissed Dazai on the lips before slowly readjusting their position with Chuuya now leaning his back on the headboard and Dazai straddling him.

Dazai let out a whine from the change in their position as he slowly regained his bearings. He could then see the concern laced on Chuuya's face as he stared at him. Dazai then cupped both of his cheeks before tentatively pressing a kiss onto his lips.

“I'm fine, sore, but fine.” Dazai reassured him as he wrapped his arms around him. The thing about Chuuya is that he gets overly worried if ever they do sex in a harsh manner, he worries if he pushed Dazai to far or if he did something that made him uncomfortable and Dazai finds that extremely endearing.

He could see Chuuya let out a sigh of relief before his arms encircled his waist. 

“Just wanted to make sure.”

“Stupid, chibi. I know you'll never hurt me, not on purpose at least.”

The two were stuck in a silent staring contest, with neither wanting to destroy the peace they have. But of course good things must come to an end, when Dazai phone began to ring. The pair exchanged glances before Dazai grabbed his phone. 

“It's Atsushi.” Dazai told Chuuya before gesturing him to be quiet.

As Dazai entered into a conversation with Atsushi Chuuya could feel the way Dazai pulsed around him. Chuuya could see that Dazai was still engrossed in a conversation with Atsushi and decided to mess with him a little. Chuuya's hands were already on his waist so when he lifted him and and slammed him back down onto his cock Dazai left out a shocked moan into the phone.

Dazai? Is everything alright?

Chuuya could hear Atsushi’s voice on the other side of the phone, but Chuuya paid no mind to it only focusing on a shocked Dazai who mouthed at him.

“What the hell are you doing?!” Chuuya smirked before pushing Dazai back down onto the mattress and began to fuck into him once again, Chuuya grabbed the phone from Dazai's hand as Dazai covered his mouthed to muffle the noise not wanting his protege to hear his indecent state.

“Hey, Atsushi.” Chuuya said through the phone as he continued to fuck into Dazai.

“Chuuya! How are you? Is Dazai alright?”

He could see the way Dazai was trying hard to glare to him but failed as his expression turned into that of pleasure.

“He's doing fine, he's just a little busy with something.” 

“Oh, alright. Could you tell him that we're having a party after you guys win the next tournament? Don't tell the others I said that though, they're gonna be pissed!”

Dazai having giving up to muffle his noise ended lettingout little whimpers here and there and Chuuya decides it's time to end this little talk.

“Sure thing, I won't tell. Sorry Atsushi, but I'm a little busy myself. I'll tell Dazai what you said.”

“Alright, thanks Chuuya! Good luck with the next game!”

“Thanks kid.” With that he ended the call and began to thrust hard into Dazai again, Dazai having given up on muffling his voice and now is letting all the noises out.

“Chuuya.”

Dazai whimpered as a hard thrust made him start to see stars. 

“Did talking with someone on the phone turn you on, baby? Hmm?” Chuuya said ampting his thruts, he could see the way Dazais grip on the sheets turned his knuckles white and that only pushed Chuuya to go at it harder.

“My pretty baby, so perfect for me. Hmm, only me. Right, ‘Samu?”

With everything happening all Dazai could do was not despite his addled state, not wanting displease Chuuya in anyway.

“Just you, only you… Nghm…” Dazai let out another moan as Chuuya's thrusts become more erratic. Those words ampting him to do his best.

“That's right, baby no one else gets to see you in this state. No one.” Dazai whined as Chuuya started to bite and suck on his nipples while his other hand started to stroke his cock.

“That's it baby. Cum for me.” With one final thrust Dazai came with a loud moan. Chuuya following soon, settled his forehead on Dazai's shoulder pressing delicate kisses on it. 

“That was amazing.” He whispered to his ear, before placing a kiss on there.

“Chuuya's a meanie.” Dazai said as he heaved heavily, but nonetheless encircled Chuuya in a warm yet sticky embrace.

“Only to you,” Chuuya whispered to his mouth before claiming his lips in a heated kiss.

After they both cleaned up, when Dazai exited the bathroom he saw that Chuuya was already fast asleep, in his bed. Which for Dazai wasnt an odd sight, since they slept together in the same bed before. But tonight just felt special.

Quietly Dazai neared the bed, sitting down on its edge as he combed the few stray hairs that fell on Chuuya's face. 

Despite the daze that surrounded his mind during their intercourse, Dazai could vaguely remember the things Chuuya said.

“This hole is mine to fuck, do you understand?”

“Mine and mine alone.”

“This body belongs to me, you got it baby?”

“Baby, you feel so good. Only for me, hmm?”

“My pretty baby, so perfect for me. Hmm, only me. Right, ‘Samu?”

Those words ultimately made Dazai blush. What did Chuuya mean when he said those words? As Dazai mulled over them, he felt Chuuya shift, with now Dazai's hand tucked under Chuuya's head as the redhead snuggled up into him, making Dazai's erratic heart beat beat even faster.

Dazai was about to pull away, when he heard Chuuya’s phone vibrate. He knows he shouldn’t but curiosity got the better of him, reaching out he grabbed his phone and looked over the message. His heart shattered at what he read.

Yuan: Thanks for the other night, Chuuya. I really enjoyed it. Dinner at my place next weekend?

Chuuya was dating someone? Who? Who is this girl? Why has he just heard of this now? Dazai felt like he was about to vomit as he read those words. Gently he pulled back his hand that was resting under Chuuya’s head and placed his phone back to its original spot. 

He felt like a fool.

Quietly he put on his clothes, grabbed a pair of shoes before exiting the apartment. 

Disgusted.

That’s what he felt as he walked the still busy streets of Yokohama. Not at Chuuya per say, well, maybe just a bit, but mostly at himself for feeling this way. It started as a bet so of course that’s all there is to it. A bet, nothing more. But why… Why does his heart ache so much? Slowly as if reacting to his current emotions, it began to rain.

He didn’t know where he was going, only that he needed to get far away from his apartment as quickly as he could. After a bit more walking he found himself in front of Akiko’s place, the lights still on implying that the other hadn’t gone to sleep yet. He rang the doorbell of her flat twice, before the door opened. 

“I-I didn’t know where else to go.” He muttered silently.

Akiko, seemingly shocked at his appearance, immediately let him in.

“Osamu, dear. What’s wrong?” She asked after going to the bathroom to fetch him a towel. Dazai didn’t say anything, only bursting to tears as he pulled himself onto the floor. He cried loudly as if his heart had been shattered into pieces, maybe it already was. Akiko, despite not knowing what’s going on, huddled close to Dazai before bringing him in a tight embrace.

“Shh, let it out. Just let it out.” He cried until the clock finally struck midnight. Still in Akiko’s embrace, he let out pained whimpers whenever he thought about the betrayal he witnessed. Slowly he began to share what had happened to Akiko and what he felt during those times.

“To him, it’s just a bet Akiko. I was nothing but a bet to him.” He sniffled as he wiped away the tears that threatened to flow out once again. Akiko didn’t say anything, but just continued to hold Dazai close to her, rocking them from side to side. When it seemed that Dazai had finally managed to settle she commented her thoughts on the situation.

“Osamu, I don’t think he would’ve said all that to you if he thought you were just a mere bet.” She said, wiping the stray tears that didn’t manage to fall from Dazai’s face.

“Look, I know I say this a lot of times already, but he cares for you Dazai in a deeper way than you think.” He recalled all the times Akiko teased him and sometimes Chuuya about their relationship and how Chuuya never seems to be bothered, while Dazai is heavily denying the accusations.

“I don’t know, Akiko. I just don’t know what to believe in anymore.”

“Talk to him, Osamu. You’ll understand what I mean.”

…

…

“I’ll think about it.” His tentative response earned him a slight laugh from Akiko, who was busy covering up his giggles.

“Well, don’t make the boy wait too long. I’m sure he’s been waiting for a long time already.”

“What do you mean?”

His confusion was met with a smirk from the other, but didn’t say any more than necessary.

“You’ll see~”

It had been a few days since that night happened and Dazai pretended everything was fine. He returned back to his apartment to find a fretting Chuuya who looked ready to run out any minute despite only being in a robe.

“Where the hell were you?! Why are you soaked?” He asked as Dazai neared the couch.

“Chill, chibi I went out to get some air and it began to rain.”

“Wha- Did something happen?” Chuuya asked, concern laced in his tone.

Dazai only stared at the others' concerned face as he tried to recall what he and Akiko talked about earlier. When nothing came up he only smiled playfully before getting up and heading to the bathroom. 

“Nothing you need to be concerned about, chibi.”

Their dynamic didn’t change much, but there was some tension every time they did the deed together, and it wasn’t the usual tension they had but something unspoken, something that if addressed Dazai feared it would break their delicate relationship. 

So Dazai did as he always did and pushed those thoughts to the back of his mind and continued about his days. Only a week left until Chuuya’s big game and he could feel the rise in the air.

The team was tense, their school was tense, hell even Chuuya was tense. This game, if won by the team, will lead them to the championships which everyone was silently rooting for. Everyone was stressed and what was Dazai’s remedy for stress? A good fuck that is. 

Timely he had been helping Chuuya release that extra pressure he was feeling in the bedroom, either he bottoms or tops it really didn’t matter since all he could think of was supporting Chuuya, especially now, in any way he could.

But of course that doesn’t mean he’ll neglect his own life. Lately he has been talking to this guy, who seemed to bear the same level of intelligence as him making Dazai all the more intrigued. Their talks were obviously about their conjoined projects together and their shared interests in writing. His name is Fyodor Doestoevsky and he’s a newly transferred student in their university.

They immediately clicked, as friends obviously, and Dazai has invited him to have lunch time with him and his friends who immediately took a liking to Fyodor. Fyodor shares about his time in home country, Russia and his loved ones there.

“So Fedya, any say about your love life?” Ranpo asked as he munched on a pocky stick. This spiked interest within the group as Fyodor blushed slightly, being hot seated.

“Well, I have a boyfriend waiting for me there so there’s that.” Fyodor shrugged to make it seem as it wasn’t a big deal but the others teasing and questions were relentless.

“Who are they? What are they like?”

“How long have you guys been together?”

“Are you a virgin?”

“Eek! Ranpo, how could you ask that?!”

“Who made the first move?”

Despite the onslaught of questions Fyodor answered diligently each and every one of them. Quenching the others curiosity.

“So Dazai got any tips from Fyodor?”

“You could really need it.”

“Shut up!”

He shrieked as he felt himself flush immediately, he glared at the others who were laughing joyfully at his expense and at Fyodor who seemed to be enjoying the situation.

“Don’t laugh, Fedya!”

This earned him another laugh from the group and he could feel himself being compared into a bright red tomato. 

“Sorry, sorry, you're just too cute to tease, Dazai.” Fedya said, brushing a strand of hair behind Dazai’s ear.

“Yeah. Yeah. Make fun of the guy that’s suffering.” He huffed as he grabbed a fry from Fyodor's tray.

“Seriously, Osamu. When are you gonna talk to him?” Atsushi asked as he munched on his own food. The others are already eating from their own trays as we speak.

“I dunno, he's busy with practice and all. With the game being near I don't wanna pressure him.”

“I guess you got a point there. Have you seen the way they train? It's intense.”

“I feel bad for the boys, but then again I'm excited for the game.”

“All of us are, Fedya, you're gonna come watch the game with us, right?”

“I don't know, I am not much of a sports fanatic.”

“You have to watch the game with us! I guarantee you won't be disappointed!”

The others nodded at Tanizaki’s sentiment and stared at Fyodor with anticipation laced in their eyes. Fyodor apparently moved? By the sight let out a sigh as he nodded.

“Alright but only since you guys insisted.” the others let out cheers as Dazai moved to hug Fyodor in excitement. 

“You won't regret it, Fedya!” Dazai cheered out loud as Fyodor laughed. 

“Alright alright. Let's eat before the food gets cold.” With that the group ate and chatted all until the end of lunch period. As they went their separate ways, Dazai caught sight of a familiar redhead talking with a girl along with his team members.

Dazai immediately turned his head when Chuuya looked his way and grabbed Fyodor's hand as they made their way towards their next class. Unbeknownst to Dazai of the glare Chuuya was sending their way, specifically towards their intertwined hands.

When they finally reached their next class Dazai flopped down onto one of the chairs with Fyodor sitting next to him.

“I think you better talk to him sooner, rather than later.” Fyodor commented as he set his books on top of his table.

Dazai turned to look at him to see something in his eyes but couldn't exactly pinpoint it. 

“Dazai, he loves you.” Fyodor stated as the professor walked in.

“I think he's just waiting for you to say something.” Dazai mulled over Fyodor's words as he took out his own books. Chuuya loves him?

“Talk to him, you both deserve that.” 

With that the lecture started and Dazai was faced to come to terms with reality. He needs to talk to Chuuya, whether he is met with rejection or not he needs to put closure onto this chapter. Steeling himself with the newfound confidence, he decides to confront Chuuya later at their shared apartment as he listened to what his professor had to say.

Walking back to their apartment, Dazai practiced what he wanted to say when he confronted Chuuya later. As he walked he unexpectedly ran into Chuuya who was leaving a small store which was a little distance away from their apartment.

“Chuuya?” 

“Hey, Dazai…” 

“Hey, you alright?” Dazai neared Chuuya in concern. He seemed pale and thin as if he hadn't eaten anything, which he found weird since Chuuya wasn't the type to skip meals.

“Yeah, just practice getting to me that's all.”

“Oh…” Dazai didn't say anything anymore than Chuuya was and it seemed that he didn't want to talk anymore than he was being objected to. Silently the pair walked back together to their apartment. The silence deafening them both.

When they finally reached their apartment, silently, the two did their own things before going into their own spaces. Dazai was having a dilemma, he was supposed to confront Chuuya but how could he when this was their situation?

As Dazai was about to spiral on what he should do a knock on his door brought him out of his mind.

“Foods ready.” He could hear Chuuya tell him from the other side. He let out a sigh in disdain thinking that he wasn't gonna have the conversation he was hoping for today.

Once in the dining room he could see Chuuya waiting for him with a bowl of food placed adjacent to him. He sat down and was about to dig in when Chuuya's voice blocked him from doing so.

“You and that guy seem to be close.”

“Guy?” He asked as he placed the chopsticks down wondering where this conversation was going to.

“The black haired fellow, you two seem close.” Chuuya said, as he swirled the chopsticks inside the bowl as if lost in thought.

“You mean, Fyodor?”

“Mhm.” 

“I mean we're in the same class and taking the same course so I decided to be welcoming.”

…

…

…

…

“Be straight with me, Dazai.” He could hear the quiver in Chuuya's voice as he turned to look him in the eyes.

“How long have you two been going out?” Dazai choked on his own saliva when he heard that. What in the?

“What?”

“I mean you have been practically acting cold to me and acting all chummy with him so what else am I supposed to think?” He could hear the subtle anger in Chuuya's voice, but underneath that he could hear sadness?

“Chuuya, me and Fyodor aren't going out. He has a boyfriend for Pete's sake and he's not my type.” 

With that in the air Chuuya's eyes immediately met his in surprise but he could also see the relief in Chuuya's gaze, but there was still hesitation.

“But… you two were holding hands and hugging?” 

“It's because we finally got Fyodor to agree to go to your game with us, it's a once in a lifetime thing you know and me dragging Fyodor doesn't equate to me being romantically involved with him.” He rolled his eyes before starting to dig in into his food while Chuuya still processed what he just said.

…

…

“So you're not dating?”

“Nope.”

“You don't like him, romantically I mean.”

“Never.”

“And… you're not seeing anyone else?”

“No, Chuuya I'm not seeing anyone else.” before he knew it he was being lifted into the air strong arms wrapped around his waist.

“Chuuya!”

“Thank the gods. I was worried I'd have to share you with someone else.” 

“You, huh?”

Before long he was being brought into a kiss, which Dazai confusingly reciprocated. He didn't know what was going on, but for sure he needed to clear the air on what he was feeling. When Chuuya leaned back to press a kiss onto his forehead he could feel his face heat up.

“Only me, right, baby?” He asked, as if wanting some sort of assurance. But Dazai didn't give him that sort of pleasure, taking a step back letting Chuuya's arms fall from his body.

“Don't baby me Chuuya, you've got some explaining yourself.”

“Huh?” Chuuya asked confusingly. Dazai bit his lips tightly before letting out a soft sigh. It was now or never.

“Who's Yuan and are you two dating?”

Seemingly caught off guard Chuuya made a face before immediately bursting into laughter.

“So this is what's all about.” He muttered to himself before slowly approaching Dazai who stood his ground, arms crossed over his chest.

“Baby…” he said, taking Dazai's hand and placing a long peck on it.

“You're the only one I've ever had my eyes on.” Chuuya admitted sheepishly, a blush threatening to cover his entire face. Dazai stood agape at the sudden confession before he himself felt like heating up.

“Huh?”

Chuuya let out as exasperated sigh, before placing his hand on top of his heart.

“You feel that? It beats for you, only you, will always be you.” Dazai could feel himself lose strength in his legs at the implication. Does that mean?

“Does that mean you like me?” He asked voice quivering in anticipation. He could see Chuuya laugh at him, but the words that followed almost brought him into tears.

“Took you long enough to figure out, mackerel.” Dazai felt his brain malfunction. Chuuya liked him? Since when? Why didn't he notice it sooner? He's such a fool.

“But you and Yuan, the whole date thing.”

“It wasn't a date stupid mackerel, she just wanted to invite me along with her boyfriend for dinner as thanks for helping her with something.” Chuuya clarified as he pulled Dazai closer, his hand cupping his face as those cerulean blue eyes stared at him with utter fondness.

“I have been waiting for 6 years for you to figure it out.” At that Dazai's eyes open wide, 6 years then doesn't that mean…

“Since the start of the bet, you liked me?” Again Chuuya laughs at him before bringing him down to place a peck onto his lips.

“It was more than just a bet to me dummy, it was my chance to woo you, but because I fell in love with an oblivious fool it took longer than expected.” 

Dazai didn't know what to say, all along he thought his feelings were unrequited. That he was gonna spend his whole life pining after his best friend. But now that Chuuya was being honest with his feelings it only seems fair that he be honest to.

“The reason why I suggested this stupid bet was so that I could be with you, even if it was just in a fuck buddy relationship.” He admitted quietly making Chuuyas eyes widen in surprise. Before long the two let out quiet chuckles at their situation.

“We’re fools aren't we?” Chuuya said placing his hands on his waist, bringing them closer.

“Definitely.” Dazai looped him arms around Chuuya's neck placing a delicate kiss on his forehead. 

“Can I kiss you now?” Chuuya asked already leaning in, their noses already touching one another.

“Please.” They claimed each others lips in a soft kiss. Dazai felt the butterflies dancing in his stomach when Chuuya leaned into him for more which Dazai was happy to oblige.

Slowly the pair made their way to the bedroom, dinner all but forgotten. Gently Chuuya laid Dazai on the mattress their lips not breaking from one another. As their kiss turned heated, their arms wandered trying to remove any and all piece of clothing from their bodies, just wanting to feel to other.

“Chuuya…” Dazai gasped when the redhead started to grind up against him.

“My pretty baby.” Chuuya coos as he started to remove Dazai's clothing one after the other. When he was bare from any cloth Chuuya dove into his meal, sucking on Dazai's nipples while his hand stroked his cloth dick.

“Chuuya… don't be a tease… hurry.” He whined as he felt the simulations happening. His mind addled with pleasure as the redhead continued his movements as if he was starved for so long.

“Baby, I want you to feel good.” He released his nipple with a pop as he continued to stroke him, his dick now outside of his briefs. 

“I am feeling good… but I want to feel you… please?” With doe eyes and poured lips he pleaded for Chuuya to get on with it which seemed to work as he could see the way Chuuya's eyes darkened.

“Don't regret it when your limping again tomorrow.” Was all Chuuya said before he took off Dazai's pants and underwear, before releasing his own clothed erection. He lined himself up with Dazai's hole, glimpsing at Dazai for consent before finally pushing in. 

It was tight, but not so that he couldn't move. 

“Baby, you feel so good.” Chuuya said through gritted teeth as he started to move, Dazai's insides pulsing every time he pushes in.

“Nghm… ahhh… Chuuya… nghmm…” was all Dazai could say as he felt the overwhelming pleasure crash into him every time Chuuya moved, his knuckles turning white from how hard he's gripping the sheets.

“Look at you, so pretty for me. Just for me, right, baby?” 

Despite the onslaught of thrusts Dazai still managed to nod his head.

“Only you, only for you… please chuu… I can't.”

“Ah ah ah, we’re not done yet, baby.” Chuuya said pulling out of him causing Dazai to let out a loud whine in protest.

But before Dazai could say anything Chuuya readjusted their positions so now he was the one straddling Chuuya while the other laid on their back.

“You're gonna ride me until you can't baby.” Chuuya said while groping his ass, stretching it out while teasing his hole causing Dazai to whine loudly.

“Chuuya… I can't.”

“You can, baby.” he said placing a kiss on Dazais lips. 

“Surely my number one fan can do this much, can't he?” Chuuya said raising his eyebrow in a mock challenge. Dazai’s pride not wanting to be defeated, raised his body before slowly moving up and down on Chuuya's cock.

It was big and he was tight so it made him struggle a bit but before he knew it he settled into a rhythm which benefitted them both. Dazai let out moans every time Chuuya met up with him thrusting deep within him as he started to play with his chest amplifying the pleasure he was feeling.

“Fuck, baby. You look really sexy right now.” Chuuya groaned as he thrusted into Dazai, this new position allowing him more angles to dive into.

Dazai moaned as his movements become erratic the pleasure overwhelming him. Chuuya seemed to have noticed his now sloppy movements and decided to help out. 

Tightly he gripped his waist and started to pound into him again making Dazai cum unexpectedly as he began to see stars. 

“Chuuya…Chuuya…” Dazai called out to him as the overstimulation became to much to bear. 

“Once more baby, hmm, cum for me once more.” with one hard thrust Dazai came again, with Chuuya erratically pounding into him chasing his own pleasure. 

“Fuck.” Was all he said before cumming into him making Dazai moan loudly from the feeling of Chuuya filling him up inside.

Dazai flopped onto Chuuya who combed strands of hair away from his forehead before placing soft and delicate onto his face.

“Baby…” Chuuya said as he continued the onslaught of kisses.

“Hmm?” Dazai heaved heavily as he tried to catch his breath. But the words Chuuya said knocked all the air out of Dazai again.

“Can I be your boyfriend?” Dazai, despite having all his limbs feel like jelly, pushed up to look at Chuuya's face which was full of sincerity and anticipation. 

“Did I hear that right?” He asked speechless, which earned him a laugh from Chuuya who placed another kiss to his sweaty forehead.

“Can I be your boyfriend?” He asked again this time intertwining their hand together.

“I wanna be with you, Osamu. So fucking bad.” He whispered bringing their conjoined hands to his lips before placing kisses on top of his.

Before Dazai knew it he was crying, like legit crying. He hadn't imagined this day would come, I mean he did hope but not so soon. As he was crying he could feel Chuuya wipe away the tears, gently kissing his face. 

“I love you so much, baby.” Was all Chuuya said before claiming his lips again. This time unspoken words and promises were said throughout that kiss. Once they separated, Dazai leaned into Chuuya their foreheads now connected.

“Yes, you can be my boyfriend.” Was all he said before claiming those lips again. Chuuya in attempt to express how happy he is, said it all throughout the kiss, his face now as comparable to his hair, happiness practically oozing out of him.

“I love you.

” He said once they broke apart.

“I love you so fucking much.” 

Dazai laughed as he tucked the stray strand of hair behind Chuuya's ear, whispering before claiming his lips again.

“I love you too.”

When the day of the game finally arrived the bleachers were packed with students from both allied and rivaling teams. Their side cheering loudly before even the game begin. 

Dazai and his group were seated at the front of the bleachers having secured it thanks to Atsushi being the early bird that he is. But then again, he wouldn't miss this chance to watch his boyfriend up close. 

Atsushi was wearing Akutagawa’s jersey number earning him a few glares from the crowd, but nothing could compare to the way that the crowd, mostly Chuuya's fan girls are glaring hard at him for wearing Chuuya's jersey number. Sure it was a little bit short on him, but hey it makes a good crop top. 

Akiko having noticing the glares huffed out a laugh directed onto Dazai earning her a glare from him.

“What? Did you expect his fan girls will just accept that their star quarterback is now taken?” She said pointing to the group of girls glaring daggers at him, specifically at the shirt he was now wearing. Dazai having not seen the problem in wearing his boyfriends number made a face at them before turning back to the field where the players were now preparing.

He felt anxious, despite knowing that their side did their best in preparing for the game he still couldn't help but feel nervous.

“I'm glad you two managed to patch things up.” Akiko said turning to look at Chuuya who was talking to Tachihara and some other members of the team. Her comment made Dazai smile as he turned to look at Chuuya who seemingly was focused on what he was telling the team.

“Me too.” With that the whistle blew and the two teams made their way towards the field, but Chuuya for some reason stopped in his tracks and scanned the crowd seemingly looking for someone. 

When he spotted Dazai, wearing his team shirt, a smile made it's way towards Chuuya's face before waving at him. Making the girls behind him squeal. 

“Did you see that?! He waved at me!”

“No he waved at me!”

“Back off you two he waved at me!”

As the girls were starting their argument, Dazai and his friends could just shake their heads in disdain, not wanting to shatter the girls delusions because all of them knew who that wave was actually for.

Another whistle blew and before Dazai knew it the team were already in their positions, with Chuuya neck-n-neck with the rival schools quarterback. The nervousness and anticipation were mixing in Dazai's stomach, but he knew his role here and that was to cheer Chuuya on to the best of his abilities.

When the game finally started it was a close match between the two teams. Every time Chuuya scored the crowd cheered loudly, Dazai along with them. The team was doing their best but Dazai could still feel the lingering tension in the air. He could see that Chuuya was getting tired and Dazai felt worried about him.

When the next game was about to begin, Dazai cheered loudly along with the crowd to uplift the teams spirit.

“GO CHUUYA!” he cried loud enough for Chuuya to hear, earning a few stares at him but Dazai didn't care wanting to do his best for his boyfriend.

When Chuuya looked over at him and flashed him with his signature smirk.

Ahh, he's down bad isn't he.

The whistle blew and it was a close tie to one another, with the rival quarterback doing his best to catch up to a nimble Chuuya, who seemed to have found a new sense of motivation. He ran quickly, the crowd cheered along with Dazai and his friends, and when Chuuya scored that final touchdown the whole field went wild. 

The team surrounded Chuuya lifting him up and down as Chuuya screamed in victory, while their side got up in the heat of the moment to cheer out loud at their quarterback and the team. 

Dazai and his friends jumped in joy and they embraced each other, celebrating with the crowd. 

Chuuya won!

He won!

He won!

Words couldn't describe how proud he was of his boyfriend as he cheered. He could see Chuuya and his team making their ways towards the bleachers, Chuuya specifically running to him before being lifted into his arms, a wide smile plastered on his face.

“We won! Baby, we won!” He said twirling him around as the crowd clapped and cheered for Chuuya. It didn't take long for Chuuya to tug him down into a searing kiss, which earned whistles from his friends, the team, and some onlookers in the crowd. Once they broke apart Dazai bumped his and Chuuya's foreheads together congratulating his love on his accomplishment.

“I'm sorry proud of you, chibi.” He whispered to his lips. Before gently being out down, Chuuya's hand still wrapped around his waist.

“I'm presuming a prize later in the evening?” He said wiggling his brows in anticipation, earning him a light smack from Dazai.

“Your a pervert.” He said embarrassingly, covering his reddening face. He could see the way Chuuya smirked at him, but his eyes didn't withhold the utter fondness laced on it.

“Only to you, baby.” He said as he dragged him towards his team, his friends following suit behind him. His comment earned him a light kiss from Dazai as th

ey made their way to celebrate their victory.

“Only to me.”