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Chuuya had been waiting for this firework show for weeks. It was suppose to be really good and as someone who didn't get out much, he had been pressured to give it a try by some friends. After watching some firework shows on youtube to see what the fuss was about he had decided to go- it looked like a lot of fun, though that was something he was reluctant to admit.
In order to get the best spot possible and not have to deal with all the hussle and bussle of people getting set up Chuuya showed up early, laying down a huge blanket with snacks and drinks and books for him to read for the many hours he would have to wait. The spot truly was perfect- it would have a great view of the show, it was comfy, it wasn't too far from the bathrooms, and for now at least the sun was in the exact right spot for Chuuya to comfortably read his book.
Hours passed by as Chuuya read, snacked, and generally relaxed as others flooded around him, setting their own things up. Around fifteen minutes before the show started Chuuya put his book away and sat up, glancing around him. The area was packed to the brim, and a few people were trying to squish in between others. Inwardly laughing at them for waiting so long Chuuya sat back slightly, content to watch the show by himself.
Suddenly someone tapped Chuuya on the shoulder, making him jump slightly and look up with wide eyes. A tall man with brown hair and brown eyes stood over him. He was wearing a huge coat and had bandages wrapped around his arms- what a waste -and looked a tiny bit sheepish, but mostly happy. "Can I sit with you?" the male asked. "There's no other spots left."
Chuuya already knew this was true, and he also knew now was the time where he was suppose to be the good person and allow this stranger to sit with him. But that was just the thing.. This man was a stranger. "No way," Chuuya muttered, crossing his arms in a way he knew would come off as childish. "You should have come early. I'm not about to share my spot with a stranger."
"But I was working! Anyways, my names Dazai. Now I'm not a stranger." Chuuya ignored him, looking away. He show was going to start soon, and he didn't want this stranger- Dazai, he reminded himself -to stick around and bother him. "Shorty," Dazai spoke up.
Twitch. "Don't call me that!" Chuuya yelled, looking back at Dazai and glaring. "I'm not short, you're just freaklishly tall!"
Dazai laughed slightly at that, making Chuuya's cheek turn ever so slightly red. "Fine, then hat-rack-" Chuuya's hands moved to his hat protectively -"please let me sit with you?" Dazai gave Chuuya the biggest puppy eyes he could. "If you don't I'll keep bothering you throughout the rest of the show, and I'll get down on my knees and start begging until I cause a scene and get us both in trouble."
Chuuya checked the time. It was late, the show would start any second- he didn't have time for this! "As long as you stay on that side of the blanket," Chuuya finally snapped. "And my name isn't hat-rack either you waste of bandages!"
"Waste of bandages?" Dazai mused as he sat down on his side of the blanket, placing the bag Chuuya had just noticed he had down. "Not like I haven't heard that one a million times love~ And I'll stop calling you names if you tell me your real one!"
"Not going to happen," Chuuya muttered. He looked away from Dazai again, eager for the fireworks. Suddenly a loud sound snapped through the area and everyone quickly looked over at Dazai, including Chuuya all with wide eyes. Dazai smirked, a part popper in his hand as confetti and sparkles rained down over Chuuya and himself. "You have got to be joking," Chuuya muttered, brushing bits off his hat and clothes. "If you do that again I'm kicking you out!"
"Fine," Dazai muttered, pouting. "You're ruining all the fun! Can I at least light up some sparklers? You can have one, and others have them as well, so it's safe and not loud!"
Glancing around Chuuya found lots of other people holding these 'sparklers.' They appeared to be sticks with little flames at the ends. No one seemed to be bothered, so Chuuya nodded, giving Dazai the okay to play with some of them if he wanted.
Chuuya watched curiously as Dazai pulled a few out, lighting one up. Suddenly a boom sounding up and everyone around them made sounds of awe. Looking up quickly, Chuuya saw the last of a firework, quickly fading out of sight. This bastard had made him miss the first firework!
Chuuya glared at Dazai who only shrugged, not bothered as he passed a sparkler over to Chuuya. "I didn't want one!" Chuuya said quickly, looking at the flame in his hand with wide eyes. Dazai raised an eyebrow, looking between the sparkler and Chuuya innocently. Chuuya, understanding what he meant, blushed and glared harder then he had before. "Yes I know how to use it!" Chuuya spat, flat out lying.
"Sure you do." Dazai laughed at him again and reached over, fixing his grip on the stick. He held his own up before moving it really fast in circles. A trail of light followed it. Chuuya copied, and after a moment felt a small smile start appearing on his lips. It was kind of fun.. "You can smile!" Dazai said after a moment, dragging Chuuya from his thoughts. Chuuya stopped smiling instantly, glaring at Dazai instead. "..You looked better with the smile," Dazai said after a moment, only making Chuuya glare harder.
The next firework went off and Chuuya looked up, catching it in time. It was purple and made a whizzing sound as it shot into the air, leaving a trail of sparks behind it before exploding into a ball of fire. Chuuya stared up with wide eyes- it was exactly what he had seen on youtube, but better in person! Chuuya glanced over at Dazai expecting him to make some sarcastic remark about Chuuya's awe only to see the exact same look on his face. After a moment Dazai looked over at him as well, and Chuuya looked away noticing he was staring.
"It was pretty, wasn't it?" Dazai questioned as Chuuya looked back down at his sparkler. It had gone out now, though it was still hot. Chuuya placed it aside, looking up as another firework went off. "This is my first time seeing them in real life," Dazai admitted after a moment.
"It's my first time as well." Chuuya paused, surprised. He hadn't meant to speak, had been content just ignoring Dazai, but know that he had started... "My friends forced me to come out and see them, but after seeing some videos on youtube I actually started looking forward to it. They're even prettier then I imaged."
"Not as pretty as you~" Dazai purred suddenly.
Chuuya jumped, looking at Dazai with wide eyes and blushing. "We were having a moment!" he snapped. "We were having a moment, and you ruined it!"
Dazai only shrugged and pressed more sparklers into Chuuya's hands, offering him a wink.
~
There was a fifteen minute break halfway through the show to go to the bathroom or buy more snacks, but Chuuya was only glad he could escape Dazai for fifteen minutes. Dazai was loud, happy, cheerful, and flirty, aka the kind of person Chuuya didn't want to meet here. Though he did seem to have an endless supply of sparklers, which Chuuya had to admit were more then a little fun.
After going to the bathroom Chuuya hung out around the food, looking over all the tasty treats everyone was buying. For some reason the thought of food and drink brought back how unfortunate it was alcoholic drinks weren't aloud- Chuuya knew a few bottles that would have been perfect here.
Suddenly his arm was being grabbed. Chuuya jerked it away quickly, spinning around. "Wh-" he started angrily, ready to give someone a good talking to only to come face to face with Dazai. "Oh," he paused, stopping. "Great. It's you. Do you need something?" Before Dazai could even answer, Chuuya caught sight of what he was holding- party poppers. "No. Not around me." Chuuya quickly went to walk away but Dazai grabbed his arm again, his annoying grin growing bigger.
"C'mon~" Dazai said, his tone taunting. "Just do one! Point it up, hit the button, and watch the fun explode!"
"Why would I do that?" Chuuya snapped. "I came here for peace!"
"And this is fun!" Dazai replied quickly. "C'mon hat rack, lighten up.... Just once, and I won't ask again?"
Chuuya hesitated then grabbed the popper from Chuuya. Pointing it up he pulled it with the other hand. Though instead of going up everything shot sideways... knocking someone's wig off. There was a moment of silence as the twenty something year old man yelped, looking around for the person who had done it. Dazai and Chuuya looked at each other and as if having a telepathic connection, booked it back to their spot.
The second they sat down, they both burst into laughter. People around them states but they didn't really care as they wrapped their arms around them selfs and pretty much doubled over. "D-did you see his face!?" Dazai gasped out. Their laughter got louder at that, and seeing the show about to start they tried to quiet down, though it was hard to contain.
The second half of the show was spent much better then the first half, since Chuuya didn't seem to hate Dazai this half. Instead they spun sparklers around, made jokes, and watched the fireworks together. Of course, they still picked on each other, but it didn't really bother them all that much.
At the end Dazai helped Chuuya pack up, putting all his stuff back into his basket like his blanket and food. Dazai grabbed his own stuff as well, waving bye to Chuuya.
As Chuuya took a few steps away he hesitated, thinking. Turning back around he called for Dazai. Dazai turned around, raising an eyebrow questionably. Chuuya pulled out a piece a paper, scribbling something down. Walking over, he pushed it into Dazai's hands before silently walking off, face red.
Dazai looked down at the paper and unfolded it, reading it quickly.
905-378-4564
-Chuuya
"Chuu-ya~"
Prompt for auideas on Tumblr: Character A purposefully staked out their perfect firework watching spot hours before the show actually started. Character B is the lanky, awkward person who arrives when all of the good spots have been taken, and sheepishly asks if they can sit with Character A on their blanket because it's the only spot left. In return, Character B shares the sparklers/glowsticks/poppers/etc. that they brought along.