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522 freckles spread across Chuuya's face. Starting from the start of his left cheekbone all the way to the right, covering his nose and the space below his eyes. That is what Dazai concluded after analyzing his face for about 24 minutes.
The duo were laying on the grass, after completing yet another successful mission. Dazai already called for a car, but they were high up in the mountains. It would take the car atleast another 2 hours to reach them. 30 minutes have passed by, which Dazai used to stare at the shorter boy laying right beside him.
Chuuya fell asleep almost instantly after defeating the enemy, laying softly under the moon's gaze on the grass. Saying he was exhausted was an understatement. The young boy has been fighting for so long, it was obvious that he was worked out to the bone. Thus, Dazai took advantage of this to take a good look at Chuuya.
Dazai has always been mesmerized by the boy's features. Chuuya had a vast variety of freckles. Some you could see from afar, some you would need a microscope to realize it was there. Chuuya also had ocean blue eyes and weirdly orange-red-auburn-ginger colored hair, there was no specific color to explain it. Nontheless, he was truly a phenomenon in the sea of Yokohama.
Dazai didn't realize Chuuya had freckles at first, he covered them with concealer before he joined the Port Mafia. Chuuya eventually stopped covering them, because the concealer wasn't doing anything good to his skin, and he just didn't have the time to do it in the morning. Dazai was absolutely flabbergasted when he saw his features on full display. 'He was already pretty with his interesting combination of colors, now he has freckles?!' Is what Dazai thought.
He never understood why Chuuya always hated how he looked. In Dazai's eyes, he was so, so beautiful. Chuuya would always complain about his looks, staring at the mirror for hours just trying to fix his 'mess' of a face. Chuuya hated how he looked. Dazai always tried his best to convince Chuuya that he was absolutely the prettiest and amazingest creature on this planet. Though, Dazai doubted that ever even succeeded. He really doesn't understand why Chuuya hated how he looked.
Dazai turned his body fully facing Chuuya, running a hand through his hair. Despite how much Dazai gushed about his freckles, or his eyes, or his short statue, his hair was always what caught his eye the most. This caused Chuuya to stir and furrow his eyebrows, almost like a mad puppy. Dazai softly smiled, combing his hair.
Chuuya opened his eyes slowly, frowning at the taller boy for disrupting his sleep. Though, his gaze softened at the sight of his smile.
"Whatchu looking at, bastard?" Chuuya asked, though there was no harshness or bite in his voice.
"Hmm.. I don't know, probably my amazing, beautiful, caring, loyal boyfriend?" Dazai said teasingly, Chuuya knows he meant it though.
"Shut up." Chuuya said with a clear blush creeping up his face.
Dazai drew imaginary lines on the boy's freckles, sort of like constellations, just like the one's he sees in the sky right now.
"Your freckles look a lot like the stars, or maybe the lights on a christmas tree. Oh! Or maybe like the city lights when I'm about to jump off a building!" Dazai said enthusiastically.
"Suicidal maniac." Chuuya replied
"Petite mafia."
"Social misfit."
"Hatrack."
"Fish face."
"Pretty boy~"
"Shut the fuck up!!" Chuuya said while kicking his shin. Dazai giggled at this.
"No, but seriously, you need to appreciate your features more. I've always been jealous of how unique you look." Dazai said while drawing more imaginary shapes on his freckles.
"Mm, but isn't being unique a bad thing? I mean, I'm already an abnormality considering I don't even know if I am human or not. I have a literal God in me, I don't want to stick out even more." Chuuya said hesitantly.
It was true. Being a lab experiment and having a God inside you isn't normal, neither is being in an illegal organization when you're fifteen. But, nothing in the Port Mafia is normal.
"But you're unique in a good way! Do you know how many people have turned around to take a real good look at you when you roam the streets?" Dazai said with a frown.
"But I don't want to be noticed! I just want to fit in. Even if I'm not human, atleast i can look like one!" Chuuya replied sadly.
Oh, Chuuya.
Dazai didn't really understand how small Chuuya's brain was to think that, but he guesses it must be very small.
"Chuuya, you're a human, okay? Hell, even if you weren't one, I wouldn't care. You're unique in the best way possible. You have really pretty eyes, like really pretty. Your freckles looked like they were drawn carefully by an angel one by one. Your hair looks like hair that came from a beauty magazine, and you're so, so nice!! It's irratating sometimes how empathetic and caring you are. You're also horribly loyal. Some would say that's a good trait, but you're TOO loyal!!" Dazai catches his breath.
"Look, okay, you shouldn't hate your features and cover them up trying to be someone you're not. Because you are so unique when you are you. I wouldn't be alive here today if I didn't find someone so.. Chuuya. I wouldn't be laughing and giggling at your blushing face it you weren't so.. you. So please, embrace it." Dazai said. Oh, he's probably on the verge of yelling at this point.
After his fat lecture, he looked up at Chuuya to see him.. smiling?
"You're really good at manipulating, you know that, shitty Dazai? You're making me feel like I'm some divine creature." Chuuya said, smiling.
"That means it worked! Yay! I got Chuuya to finally believe he's pretty!" Dazai said with a big smile. He looked like a kid that just got all the lolipops they wanted.
"Shut up, bastard. You're too nice, I don't like it" Chuuya said, pressing a kiss to his cheek.
"If it makes you happy, I'll be the nicest person on this planet." Dazai replied.
"Shut up."
"You're rather handsome too, you know that?" Chuuya fired back.
"Aw~ Chibi thinks I'm handsome?" Dazai said teasingly.
"Shut up!!" Chuuya yelled. Though, there was no bad intentions laced in his voice.
"I'm glad Chuuya thinks I'm handsome" Dazai replied, cupping Chuuya's cheeks with both of his hands, pressing a kiss to his forehead.
Atleast now, Chuuya had someone to remind him of his beauty.