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Chuuya was late for class. This was all because he had slept in, but that hadn't been his fault- he had turned his alarm on at the correct time like he did every night before going to bed, but for some reason it hadn't gone off. His alarm had done the same thing last week, but assuming it was just a one-time thing Chuuya had ignored it. It clearly wasn't a one-time thing. Chuuya was definitely going to be using his phone has his alarm tonight.
Once he was woken up he quickly rushed around grabbing everything he needed and tossing a piece of toast in his mouth before running out the door and too school. Chuuya was a good runner luckily so it didn't take him long to get to school but by then classes had already started. Just his luck.
In his rush to get to class he hadn't noticed a wet floor sign and instead fell, hard. Instant pain shot up his body from his ankle, and a groan escaped him. He get his eyes closed tightly for a moment, pain running up and down his body both from his ankle and from his head when it had collided with the cold floor. He groaned again, smaller this time, and forced himself to open his eyes.
For a moment his vision swam before it sharpened, going back to normal. Chuuya waited another moment before slowly sitting up, but trying to move made his head swim around again and bile rise up into his mouth. "Chuuya?" a voice suddenly said, and Chuuya looked quickly to see Dazai fucking Osamu was standing there, eyebrows raised. "Did you.. fall..?" The brown haired (most popular guy in school) male questioned.
"No!" The words came out before Chuuya could stop them. He didn't want to look like some weak child after all, no in front of Dazai. Dazai was an asshole, that was a for sure fact. He was an asshole who used females and then through them away like trash, but got away with it because of his 'good looks.' Chuuya hated him. Anyone like that deserved to die slowly, and alone.
Dazai clearly didn't believe him, not that Chuuya was very convincing. He was sitting in a pool of water after all. "Stand up then," Dazai finally said. Chuuya's eyes widened at the request but he nodded, taking a deep breath. Grabbing a locker as something to place his weight on, he pulled himself up, trying not to throw up all over the floor. Chuuya closed his eyes tightly in order to stop the world from pounding so much. After a moment he opened his eyes again.
"There," Chuuya declared, smirking. "See? I'm fine." He really wasn't fine. The second he let go of the locker he fell forward, only stopped when Dazai reacted quickly and caught him. Chuuya moaned in pain, closing his eyes. "Fuck you," Chuuya growled, his words slurring together. "Let go..."
"You want me to let you fall?" Dazai sighed. Chuuya's eyes were closed so he didn't see as Dazai stepped forward and grabbed Chuuya, picking him up bridal style, but he definitely felt it. Chuuya flinched violently at the feeling, quickly grabbing onto Dazai's shirt and burying his face inside of his chest. He was very out of it, he didn't even hear Dazai's worried muttered of, "hang in there," at Dazai started walking to the nurses.
After around two minutes of walking Chuuya's head finally cleared enough and he opened his eyes, glaring up at Dazai. "I can walk by myself," Chuuya muttered, making Dazai glance down at him for a moment before looking back up.
"Nope, you definitely can't," Dazai said, tone too chirpy for it to be legit. "You have an concussion and you twisted your ankle pretty badly. I'm bring you to the nurses office, so just relax Princess Chuuya~"
"Don't call me that!" Chuuya blushed slightly before closing his eyes. The light was starting to hurt them again, so he kept them closed, the gentle sway of Dazai's steps calming him- not that he would ever admit it. "Just drop me!" Chuuya demanded instead.
Dazai laughed slightly at the request. "If I do that you'll be in more pain," he pointed out. "What kind of boyfriend would I be then?"
"What?" Chuuya's word came out in a squeak, embarrassing him. "We are not dating!" Chuuya was sure that if he agreed to date this offensive jerk- not that he ever would -he would remember it. It definitely wasn't the kind of decision he would make without thinking about it. Well, that was a lie. He wouldn't have to think about it because the answer would just be a no right away.
"Yet."
"If I wasn't in so much pain I would punch you." Chuuya's words came out low, serious, and definitely angry. Dazai decided to just ignore it, after all Chuuya wouldn't really punch him, because they loved each other so much right?
"We're here~" At Dazai's cheerful message Chuuya opened his eyes to see that yes, they were indeed there at the entry of the nurses office. Dazai carefully opened the door and went inside, gently laying Chuuya on one of the beds. The nurse's helper was there in a moment, demanding to know what happened to Chuuya, who ignored her in favor of glaring at Dazai. "Love you, get better soon," Dazai said, winking, before leaving the room quickly before Chuuya could yell at him.
"I'M GOING TO KILL THAT STUPID-"