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The day at the Detective agency has been long today. It’s not like Dazai worked especially hard today, or honestly at all, but the day was still long.
So as soon as the last case was documented by Kunikida (yes even though Dazai didn’t write the report he was still forced to sit there as a punishment by his work partner. Rude.), Dazai practically sprinted out of the building with only a quick wave left behind.
It was finally his favourite part of the day: getting to annoy the chibi.
They only became official about half a year ago, after a mission or two that brought out old feeling’s they tried so hard to cover up in their past. And since not so long ago, his boyfriend (gosh the excitement of being able to call him that is still there after months) finally convinced him to move in with him after seeing the sorry excuse of a dorm he was living in once. So now he’s living in a penthouse at the other end of the city.
With a fast pace and countless thoughts of ways to tease his slug on his mind, he strolled through the streets.
It was raining, but Dazai didn’t mind even though he didn’t have an umbrella.
After a couple minutes, the rain worsened, turning into a thunderstorm. Fine, home would have to wait a bit.
The next closest door to him turns out to be a flowershop. It’s empty of customers, with no workers seemingly in sight either.
He strolls around the pretty small establishment with a bit of wonder. The variety of flowers is so enormous and colourful, that he was sure every colour on this planet could be found here. His gaze fell especially on the blue ones.
„Ah, yes blue. Natural true-blue flowers are rare across plant species, they traditionally carry themes of mystery, rarity, and reaching for the unattainable.Yet they also have a side for tranquility, devotion and trust.“ a voice lectured him from behind. He turned around quickly only to find an older lady standing right behind him. Was he really that tired not to hear her sneak up on him?
„Oh, I’m not-„
„Who is it for?“ the madam interrupted.
Dazai has come in because of the rain, not to buy anything. But, it could be a nice surprise for his Chibi. They weren’t really the ones to do romantic gestures, but an small unexpected gift would probably give him a cute reaction out of his boyfriend. „My lover. It’s just supposed to be an small gesture.“ he spoke with a kind of acceptance of the situation.
„Ah, young love, how adorable. Well let me work something up for you.“ she said as she started to pick out flowers from the section he was standing by till this moment. She seemed focused, so Dazai chose to let her handle the craft. After a moment, she wrapped the bouquet in a band and finally showed it proudly to her customer.
It was like looking at the sky of eyes he woke up this morning to.
Bluebells and babybreath were sprinkled all over the piece in small clusters. Bluestars were peeking out of the taller flowers, and Forget-Me-Not’s brought some more texture to the arrangement.Blue Delphinium was on the side of the main piece: a large blue Hydrangea. It was perfect.
„It’s perfect“
„Well of course it is, you only get the best bouquets here! You can pay over here.“ she guided him to the checkout.
Dazai payed and left with even more motivation than before. He practically ran, not even caring anymore how strong the rain was.
Finally, he reached the doorstep in anticipation. He could already smell something cooking the moment he opened the door.
„Osamu is that you? God fucking finally it’s about time you came home.“ his lover shouted out of the kitchen.
He quickly took off his shoes and walked to the source of the voice, the small surprise in his hands.
„You will not BELIEVE those fucking IDIOTS I have to work with. How the fuck do you even lose A FUCKING VAN.“ he fumed. Dazai just hummed as a response waiting for Chuuya to finally revert his gaze to the figure standing in the doorframe of the kitchen.
„And to even THINK that they got thi-„ he started ranting again before stopping with wide eyes as he registered the object in the hands of the person across him.
„Chuuya is so mean, already ranting before even greeting his boyfriend properly! So uncaring…“ Dazai bewailed, playing sad. Chuuyas cheeks flushed a bit when he heard the relational noun.
„What are those.“ Chuuya ignored the comment.
„Flowers chibi, has the shortness started to affect your ability of sight too?“ he bemused. Chuuya ignored this jab surprisingly too and kept on interrogating.
„Why do you have them?“
„I bought them. Where else should I have gotten them from?“
„But why did you buy them?“ Chuuya pressed in confusion.
Dazai looked to the bouquet, then to his short chibi. He held the flowers out so the two things would be right next to each other.
„They reminded me of your eyes.“ he whispered almost dreamingly. Chuuyas face grew very flustered at that. Was it really that surprising for Dazai to bring him flowers?
Chuuya took the bouquet from his hands and stared at it for a couple seconds before turning to the person gifting it again.
“Dazai, what did you do“
“Wha- nothing Im innocent! Am I not allowed to show my love and appreciation to my slug without being accused?“ he put his hand dramatically on his chest with a fake pout.
Chuuya stared at the flowers again, before pulling the one he calls his into a hug.
“…thank you.“ he mutters in Dazai’s chest. „I love them“ he adds on when he finally looks up to his boyfriends face, his smile now visible. He looks gorgeous.
Dazai takes this opportunity to steal a quick kiss, which makes the ginger grow even redder.
“ You’re welcome Chu“ he answers softly without any comments this time, before pulling the smaller one up for a longer kiss this time.
So they both just stand there in their arms, after a long day for both of them, before Chuuya eventually has to return to the stove as the fire alarm started going off because of the negligence to the pan.
The flowers were put in a clear vase in the middle of the dining table.
Dazai now buys flowers from that shop at least once a week, and his chibi still turns a bit red every time.