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It was a cold winter morning, Kunikida could feel the freezing air trough his pijamas. After the incident with decay of angels and everything went back to normality everyone in the agency had gotten a well-deserved vacation trough all December. The weather showed thin snow flakes stacking up in the window.
His small departament in the agency's department building had a principal bedroom, a living room, a small bathroom and kitchen connected to a tiny dinner table, so in result the moment he turned around he was able to see the brunette man laying in the bed besides the futon where he was currently sleeping.
When Dazai got out of Mersault his leg was completely destroyed and he needed clutches, and since he wasn't trusted on his own with a broken leg, thing which was confirmed by Ranpo, logically the only person who ended up agreeing in taking him in was his boyfriend, Kunikida.
Since it was vacation he would usually wake up at 11 am, well, waken up since Kunikida didn't let him slack off in bed past 11 am because It was "unproductive" and "unhealthy". Kunikida wouldn't admit it but he took it as a chance to get Dazai healthier since he didn't really remembered to take care of himself sometimes!
As he sat up he put on his previously cleaned glasses, glancing at the small clock on the corner, it was stating in red bold letters "8:20 Am." He had stopped using his alarm with beeping noise because he didn't want to annoy Dazai, which lead to oversleeping today, he was supposed to wake up at 8:00 am. With a sigh from disappointment he sat up not bothering to loose more time.
He did his usual routine, wake up, brush his teeth and take a bath and get dressed, lastly make breakfast. Today he was doing something simple, 2 pancakes with a small portion of butter along with coffee, well, just for him, Dazai didn't like coffee, he said coffee tasted boring so he made some orange juice for him.
As he started washing the pan he used to cook before starting to eat he heard the doorbell ringing, there wasn't any visit planned for today in his schedule.. it was sort of weird to be honest. Still, without meaning to make wait whoever was waiting behind the door he headed the entrance opening the door. —Good morning Kunikida-san! I brought a package for... Uhh Osamu Kunikida?— He said checking the name twice with a puzzled face.
It was a delivery man, he had a small box in his hands, the delivery man was already known by kunikida, he usually delivered his mail so they were actually great friends.
—Wait isn't your name Doppo?— He asked puzzled staring at Kunikida who had the same confused expression. He hadn't ordered anything but he did recognize that name, it was Dazai's? What was he up to?
Before he could even answer a pair of bandaged hands behind slid into his shoulder making him stumble, using him as support as a well known head rested on his shoulder. —Yeah that's my package! Thank you so much!— A smug grin following which made Kunikida sigh. It was indeed one of Dazai's antics.
He noticed there was no sign of his partner's clutches so he noticed Dazai had made his way jumping in one feet to the door. —You shouldn't be walking without help, go sit while I receive this for you, jackass.—
—Whatever you say Kunikida-kun!— Dazai's annoying remark following as he made his way to the dinning table nearby sitting down watching kunikida with his arm resting on the table while resting his head on his palm along with a wide grin.
—Oh sorry- I didn't know you were married Kunikida-san— The young delivery man quickly said embarrassed as he handed Kunikida the package with shaking hands.
—I am not-— Kunikida quickly noticed what was happening, he grabbed the box sighing with an annoyed grumble.
—Thank you, don't worry about that.—
...
As the delivery guy left a bit surprised and kunikida closed the door blankly, as soon as he closed the door he turned around facing a smiling dazai on the dinning table.
—Care to explain?— He grumbled annoyed placing the light box in the table.
—What? Can a man not order bandages anymore? I was running out of bandages but didn't want to convince you to go buy them so I ordered a few— He said chuckling a bit at his own antics, reaching his hand to the box opening it.
—Look! They gave me 30 rolls of bandages for the price of 15!— A happy loud excited remark being heard.
—Don't play innocent, what was Osamu Kunikida about?!— He asked replying.
—It isn't such a big deal Kunikida-kun- I just used your last name because it would be weird to receive a package with my last name in an apartment that has a mailbox with your last name! I just made sure there wasn't a misunderstanding!— an offended voice scoffing replied.
—Dumbass! You made a worse misunderstanding! Didn't you know people would assume we're married when you do that?!— the taller man slammed his fist against the table making Dazai burst out laughing.
—Oh You're right! I didn't know you were married Kunikida-kun!— A soft laugh being heard as Dazai opened the box excited as he showed him the bandages.
—You fucking waste of bandages-!— Before Kunikida would start choking him he stopped right in front of him when he was about to put his hands on his neck remembering he was still injured.
—Are you going to choke your injured husband, Doppo!? That's so abusive!— The brunette placed a hand on his chest dramatically with a hurt face. That dumbass knew what buttons to push, using his first name to annoy him more.
Kunikida would be lying if he said he never imagined the option of marriage with Dazai, they were boyfriends after all but honestly marriage seemed a bit excessive. Their names did sound good together indeed- no, focus!,
—that's not the point! You shouldn't be lying about that stuff Dazai!— he said rubbing the temple of his nose with a loud sigh.
—Have you been doing this any other time I should be informed?—
—Uhhhh, with the waitress from the cafe, some cashiers from the supermarket and in work documents, it's not a big deal Doppo!—
...
—You're writing a sorry letter to every person you lied to jackass! And you're not leaving this desk until you do it!—
—Kunikida-kun it's not that bad! You're just exaggerating!— A loud groan being heard from the bandaged man.
—I'm not! And next time your're buying stuff with my money tell me idiot!— a soft smack being placed in Dazai's forehead.
Perhaps that last name didn't sound so bad in Kunikida's mind... But they would have to wait a few years for that!