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2/14 (Dazai POV)
Dazai was having a crappy day. First he had a shit load of paperwork Which is his least favorite thing to deal with because who wants to write a detailed list of the events that occurred. Now on top of that he’s been getting all these stupid trashy gifts, chocolates, love notes, cards. Which he doesn’t appreciate. Valentines day is a day of commercialism and on top of that he has a boyfriend.
“Osamu looks like your admirer sent in something new.”
Oh yeah that's another thing, his coworkers now know and tease him about it. Which he hates.
“Put it in the trash.” Dazai mumbles without even looking up.
“You’re no fun.” the coworker responds
Valentine's day used to be the worst holiday for Dazai. The many people talking about it, discussing loved ones. He never thought he’d have a loved one. Both because he thought he was unlovable and because he just didn’t think he’d live through it. Between all the bandages he still knows the scars are there. Some years ago on this day. Why does Chuuya love a stained man like him?
As the paperwork is filled out another box of chocolates comes in and Dazai doesn’t even look at them as he leaves.
“Split it amongst yourselves.” He tells his coworkers as he leaves.
As Dazai takes the walk back to the apartment he sees all the sales and restaurants all trying to seem like perfect romantic places. He still has remnant pangs in his heart at how he used to feel. How hurt he’d be at how happy they are. Even though these people are happy and he… He just feels content. There is no emotion, not heavily anyway.
As he enters the apartment building it's quiet. His steps echo across the stairway as he subconsciously avoids the creaky steps to not disturb the peaceful silence. Once he reaches his apartment door he sees one last note taped to the door with a whole rose.
“I have one last surprise for you ;)”
It’s the same handwriting as the admirer first Dazai thinks nothing of it ripping it off the door. Then he freezes. He’s dealt with cases of admirers killing loved ones thinking in some twisted way that they’re freeing the one they admire. Dazai bursts open the door hoping that Stubborn Chuuya is still alive.
Earlier that day…. (Chuuya POV)
Chuuya woke up that morning as early as can be he wanted today to be perfect. He already had dinner plans and everything was already set up for Dazai’s presents. He was gonna spoil his lil Dazai flower rotten today.
He knows Dazai probably got him nothing which was fine by him, the whole point of a surprise is that it's not talked about. Besides, Dazai is a detective. If Chuuya let one thing slip, Dazai would figure out the rest. So as much as he doesn’t wanna leave his adorable boyfriend he still gets out of bed showers and heads to the store.
The shopping trip is simply to grab the things for the special dinner he’s been planning for about 3 days. A nice Tonkatsu dinner with a popular American dessert, a chocolate lava cake. Even though Dazai is a bit more of a strawberry kinda guy Chuuya still wants to try it because it's popular for this holiday… At least popular for Americans.
If Chuuya had bought these ingredients earlier then Dazai would’ve known something was up and spoil the whole surprise. So that's why he's shopping at the last minute. As he's picking up ingredients he sees in an end cap cheap fake flowers.
“Shit.” Chuuya hisses. “I forgot flowers.” He stands there with his basket in his arm already filled with items for his fancy meal.
“Everything okay there sir?” A female voice asks, he turns around.
“Oh uh.. Y-yeah.” Chuuya responds with a nod, still trying to figure out how to fit flowers into his plan. He’s got the chocolate covered but flowers. What flowers does Dazai even like? Does Dazai like flowers?
“You getting flowers for your wi-”
“Husband actually” Chuuya cuts her off he’s been through this song and dance before. He knows she’ll just shut down and leave without making another comment. Instead-
“I see. First Valentine's Day with him?” Now Chuuya is stuck in small talk.
“Yes actually. I am planning this dinner. I just saw the flowers and forgot that's an element of this day.” Chuuya quickly explains.
“I remember my first Valentine's Day with my husband. I will admit I went kinda overboard.” She giggles reminiscing. “But enough about me. I’d say from years of experience choose an assorted fake flower bundle it's easier to use later down the line.”
“That's… actually helpful. Thank you.” Chuuya responds, picking out a plastic flower bundle with 4 roses, 2 Sunflowers, 5 tulips, and too many to count wildflowers.
“Thats a really pretty batch. I’m sorry but I should really start heading home. This wagyu won’t make itself. Good luck on your first Valentine's Day.” And with that the lady walks away.
Chuuya smiles at his flower assortment and goes to check out.
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After finishing the Tonkatsu, Chuuya starts following the recipe on the chocolate lava cake, which seems to be pretty easy to make. As the cake sits in the oven Chuuya waits for his lovely boyfriend to come home. He’s so excited to see his face. He likes seeing his boyfriends face, no matter how scarred it is it just makes that face so much more unique.
The quiet is unnerving, Chuuya almost debates playing music, luckily he didn’t or else he wouldn’t have heard the echoing steps in the distance, carefully calculated steps so the stairs wouldn't creak. The lights is blocked by two legs under the door, Chuuya freezes for a second as the door bursts open.
“Chuuya?!” Dazai exclaims and Chuuya grins with a smile.
“Happy valentines day my love!” But Dazai looks around the apartment paranoid like checking windows and doorways. “You… You okay?”
“Long story short I have this secret admirer who left a note at the door and basically I think you’re in danger.”
Chuuya facepalms. He forgot that Dazai can be too smart and paranoid sometimes.
“Your admirer was me ya big doofus” Chuuya responds. Dazai stiffens at that.
“Wait…” Dazai stands still, his eyes turned sad. “So all that chocolate and cards and….”
“All me. Even the rose at the door.”
“I’m so sorry.”
“Why?”
“Becuase I thought it was another one of those weird admirers that only likes me because I saved their life once so I threw away and gave away everything. Oh my god I’m such a horrible boyfrien-”
Dazai’s spiral was interrupted with a kiss. Chuuya’s lips softly pushing against dazai’s before he pulls away.
“Couldn’t have you thinking you’re some horrible boyfriend on valentines day now.” CHuuya says with a small smile.
“I love you Nakahara Chuuya.”
“I love you too Osamu Dazai.”
“Do I smell burning?”
“SHIT my cake”
The two ate their dinners and tried to eat the overbaked cake. What happens after that is up to your imagination dear reader.