"chuuya?" osamu asked in a quiet voice, approaching the smaller male
the ginger was sitting on the dusty floor, three bottles of wine visible near him
chuuya turned his face to the man he adores with those teary and puffy eyes, his blue eyes sparkled when he saw dazai
this made brunette want to cry, seeing his favorite boy in tears. chuuya has always had a strong character, no one has ever seen him cry
bandaged man wrapped his arms around the smaller male. bhis made chuuya feel comfortable, he put his head in between of dazai's neck and left shoulder
then the ginger started sniffing and softly punched the taller male's chest "i've always loved your smell" chuuya mumbled to brunette
dazai quietly played with chuuya's hair, while holding the smaller male tight
chuuya smiled as they were sitting on the dusty floor, hugging. this was all he needed
"osam-"
"chuuya" dazai pulled away from the hug, staring at ginger's bright eyes "move in with me" he paused for a moment "no, wait...you're drunk...i'll ask when you're sober-"
"yes"
"what?"
"i don't want to go back to my apartment, dazai"
osamu stood up and held his hand for the ginger, nakahara looked up to brunette with his ocean blue eyes and took his hand
they left the old house that they both loved so much and headed to dazai's car
when the guys (gays) buckled their seatbelts, chuuya started giggling.
dazai looked at him with concern: sure, he loved the ginger's giggle, but chuuya was really drunk
"why does your pajamas have ducks on them?"
dazai looked down to his outfit
'shit'
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