chesedonia | domestic skk time bc we've been mean to chuuya lately oops

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domestic skk time bc we've been mean to chuuya lately oops

[After a long day at the Agency, Dazai finally returned home. Not to the Agency's dorms for once though, instead he chose to return to the apartment he shared with Chuuya.]

Kunikida-kun was such a bully today...

[He mumbles that with a childish pout on his face as he works to unlock the door. In reality, it wasn't much of a different day than usual, but Dazai is Dazai so.... yeah.

As he opens the door, he sees Chuuya's shoes in the entryway. A smile replaces the pout as he removes his own shoes, placing them next to the others. A delicious smell wafts through the apartment from the kitchen and Dazai's stomach growls in response.

Sure enough, he wanders into the kitchen to find the redhead in the process of cooking dinner. Walking up behind him, he wraps his arms around Chuuya's waist, burying his nose in the other's hair with a smile.]

Honey, I'm home~

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[chuuya jumps a little, as he had been so focused on cooking dinner for the two of them (honestly, it was the only way to ensure that the slug actually ate. so.) that he didn't really notice the other coming in. he murmurs a quiet acknowledgement at the other has he turns his attention back to their dinner.]

No distracting, I need to make sure that this doesn't burn otherwise mister picky over here won't eat it.

Waaah, Chibi is so good to me~

[He places a kiss on the top of Chuuya's head before stepping back. He then turns to exit the kitchen, smiling over his shoulder.]

It smells delicious so far, I'm looking forward to it~

[He then excuses himself to go change into more comfortable clothes.]

[he lets out a fond sounding sigh as he turns his head to watch dazai's retreating back.

a small smile spreads across his lips as he turns back to his cooking. it makes him feel.... well, happy, to see the other looking full. healthy. and dare he say it? happy?

it's a nice feeling, and with that he reaches out for his glass of wine and takes a sip before stirring the noodles around in the pan. it will be a cold day in hell before he gets that domesticated and asks him how his day was though. instead he'll opt for this:]

How many times did Kunikida pick on you today?

Too many to count. He's such a bully.

[Dazai's voice, pouting evident in the sound of it, carries from the bedroom as he changes clothes. He opts for changing into a baggy t-shirt and some sweat pants, as well as removing his bandages (something he only ever does around Chuuya).

Once he's done, he wanders back into the kitchen and seats himself at the table.]

I'm sure you were deserving of it.

[he lets out a low chuckle as he sets his cup down. they had both agreed that they wouldn't go into too much detail about their work lives. this apartment was their safe place, a place they could go to to disconnect from everything. it was nice.

anyways, he turns his attention back to finishing up their dinner. once he's done he prepares two plates, manipulates the loaf of bread, his cup, and a bottle of wine and brings it over to their dining table.]

If you don't want wine then you can help yourself to whatever.

[the whole bottle should tell you that he's had a rather long day]

[Dazai can't help but immediately notice that fact. Regardless, he gets up briefly to get himself his own drink before sitting back down.]

Chuuya, are you ok yourself?

[Granted, yes Chuuya is still pretty coherent so that's a good sign, but still.]

[his eyebrow twitches as he recalls his day.] It was just, very long. You know how it was, Dazai. [he waves his hand.]

[Dazai hums to himself as he takes a bite of food before a mischievous smile plays its way onto his lips]

Sounds to me like someone needs to unwind, and not necessarily with wine~

[The look on his face indicates Chuuya should easily pick up on what he's thinking.]

[he chokes on his wine.]

F- Finish your dinner before you start making those offers!

[Dazai chuckles, thinking how adorable Chuuya looks.]

Yes sir~

[He does as he told and goes back to eating.]

[chuuya blinks slowly as he watches how quickly the other gets back to eating. he will never ever doubt what horniness could do to a person.]

[Hey, he may be horny, but he at least has the decency to chill out until Chuuya's ready to go.]

[he shakes his head as he downs the rest of the wine in his glass.]

How is it? Ane-san gave me a new recipe so I'm giving it a go.

It's delicious.

[And he means it too. He may be bad about feeding himself, but he can appreciate good food.]

Good. There's some leftover for you to take to work tomorrow.

[Dazai's eyes light up at that.]

You really are too good to me, Chuuya~

[Best waifu/husbandou ever.]

And you better eat it too, shitty bandages. [he brandishes his fork at the other and gives him a very pointed glare.]

[Dazai pouts at that.]

Why would I waste good food like this?

[So what if he has a track record of not really eating? >> Minor details.]

Because I know you, waste of bandages.

So what, do you want me to have Atsushi-kun record me eating the whole thing?

[He's only half joking]

Actually, now that you mention that, yes.

Very well then.

[Poor Atsushi is going to be so confused.

That aside, Dazai cleans his plate and moves to the sink to rinse his dishes off.]

[he chortles, and with that he goes back to finishing his own meal. slowly.

because he likes being a tease.]

[Dazai pouts when he realizes Chuuya is being a tease on purpose.]

I guess I'll just go wait for an eternity then.

[He says dramatically as he wanders out of the kitchen to their room. Maybe he'll read until Chuuya decides to join him.]

[he gives a satisfied hum as he drinks directly from the bottle before he finishes up the rest of his dinner. he taps his dish and the bottle before he sends them floating away. and with that he saunters over to their bedroom. this is exactly ten minutes later btw.]

It's been 84 years, Chuuya.

[And of course, Dazai continues being over dramatic. He's sitting on the bed, arms crossed and pouting more.]

[he snickers as he leans against the doorframe.] I'm surprised you didn't strip down to your underwear.

[His pout softens a little.]

I considered it, but I didn't want to get cold waiting forever.

It was fifteen minutes... You can't wait fifteen minutes?

Not when Chibi is taking forever on purpose.

Pathetic.

[Dazai gives a small hmph in response.]

So are you going to continue standing in the doorway or are you going to join me?

[He wants you to be the one to strip him, but at this point he refuses to say that since he's being stubborn oops]

I might, what do you want me to do, Dazai?

[he puts his hand on his hip.]

[Ok, he's done being childish now. Instead he puts a hand to his chin.]

Mm, I mostly just want Chibi to unwind. So I guess the question is, just how much does he want to unwind?

That depends on what you want to do, Dazai.

[is he trying to get the other to voice exactly what he wants??? probably.]

Well, if you want to be especially kinky, Chuuya, I'm certainly not going to complain~

[he frowns for a millisecond. of course he knew this was going to be like pulling teeth--] Okay, what else do you want?

To be fucked into the mattress.

Hmm? And that's all?

[Dazai gives a small sigh as he rubs at the back of his head, realizing Chuuya isn't quite picking up what he's getting at.

He stands up and closes the distance between the two of them, cupping Chuuya's cheek.]

Chuuya, this is all for you. I want you to de-stress, so I'm fine with whatever you want to do.

[He then kisses him on the lips.]

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