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Kunikida was in the kitchen, stirring up some hot chocolate for himself and Dazai. It’s winter, currently, and it is very cold. Like—if you went outside, you’d immediately turn into a living, breathing, icicle. Ice…person? Whatever. Point is; it’s cold outside. Not only that, but it’s cold inside despite Kunikida and Dazai’s working heater. If you wanted to stay warm, you’d have to suffocate yourself under a bunch of blankets. Something Dazai would enjoy, probably. Kunikida is planning to do that, but they’d both be much warmer with a soothing mug of hot cocoa, and maybe a few snacks? Or…something filling, perhaps. He wasn’t sure if Dazai had eaten today. Speaking of the devil, the brunette had walked into the kitchen, stopping behind the blond as he rested his chin on the man’s shoulder. “Kunikidaaaa,” he started in a singsong voice, saying Kunikida’s name for longer than needed, “whatcha doing?” Kunikida sighed, looking at Dazai. It was…Very obvious what he was doing.
“Making hot chocolate.” The blond replies, putting two marshmallows into his mug and then about four into Dazai’s hot cocoa. The bandaged man’s love for marshmallows was scary. Terrifying, actually. He’d probably eat an entire bag if he could, but Kunikida wouldn’t let him, and Dazai himself wasn’t stupid enough to do that. Maybe. “Ooh! Is it done?” Dazai asks with a tilt of his head, staring at the steaming drink. Kunikida shrugged, putting away the bag of marshmallows.
“Depends. Do you want whipped cream on top?” Dazai ponders that question for a moment before shaking his head. He already had a few marshmallows in it, so he feared whipped cream might ruin it.
“Nah. It’s fine.” He says, waving his hand dismissively before grabbing his mug. He made sure to grab the handle this time as he didn’t want a repeat of what happened last time. The mug itself was incredibly hot and Dazai had been an idiot and grabbed it. His hand stung. It wasn’t his fault! Really! He was thirsty and…It just happened. Kunikida grabbed his own mug before curiously looking at Dazai, inquiring something. “Dazai? Would you want to watch a movie?” Kunikida had finished all his work and was very worn out to say the least. He hadn’t really taken any breaks, although he probably should have. Being a workaholic is troubling. Due to his tiredness, he wasn’t in the mood to do anything else, so why not laze around and watch a movie with his boyfriend?
“Only if it’s Home Alone. Not the second one.” Dazai grinned. Of course, he was only joking. He would watch anything with the blond, and he wasn’t even that big of a fan of Home Alone. Sure, it was a nice Christmas movie, but was it his favourite? Nope. Though, he did kind of want to watch it.
“I’m fine with Home Alone.” Kunikida agreed without hesitation. Dazai kissed the man’s cheek before walking to the living room, not looking behind him. The blond quickly turned red, not expecting the sudden affection, but he quickly followed behind the brunette, sitting beside him on the bed. Dazai put his mug on their round, marble coffee table, the TV remote in hand, as he browsed through Netflix, trying to find the movie. He quickly found it and pressed play before throwing the remote to God-knows-where. Kunikida threw a large, fluffy blanket on both of them, engulfing the duo under it. Dazai snuggled up against Kunikida’s side, smiling as he felt Kunikida wrap an arm around him and rest his own head on top of Dazai’s. This is what they both liked. Just peaceful, and loving moments between them. There was no need for words. Their actions alone conveyed their attraction towards each other.
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“Kunikida! The movie’s over, c’mon—“ Dazai sprung up, poking Kunikida before realizing he was asleep. Oh. He had fallen asleep halfway during the movie. Dazai let out a small, quiet chuckle at the realization before covering Kunikida with more of the blanket. As he did that, he placed a gentle kiss on Kunikida’s lips, tucking a strand of his blond hair behind his ear. Dazai may as well try to fall asleep, too. ok bye bye