ningenshikkxku:
Upon hearing something like that back from Chuuya, something magical happened. A blush actually formed on Dazai’s face and as he felt the heat rising up there, he realized what was happening and tried to cover it as much as he could. With nothing else than his shit-talking.
“I guess we’re both perfect then and we’re perfect for each other.” Hell, he knew they were certainly not that perfect but the other part was still true according to him. Even though there were misunderstanding and even though there were still many things to work on together, so far is had been going well and that was making them a good team. They were perfect for each other indeed.
“It was very good. At least as good as you are,” Dazai continued with his cheesiness, giving a kiss to Chuuya’s cheek and then moving lower, making a trail of sensual kisses down his back. At least his face didn’t felt that hot anymore.
Seeing Dazai make such a face is amusing---- no, amusement is an
understatement for what Chuuya feels at seeing him blush. In all their years,
Chuuya’s unsure if he’s ever seen Dazai blush. He knows Dazai has made
him blush countless times (as much as he’d like to pretend he hadn’t), but
that was nothing new. What he said must’ve meant a lot to Dazai.
Still, he decides against pointing out the blush. As much as he likes taunting
Dazai, now isn’t the time. “Maybe...” Chuuya trails instead, a lingering awe in
his voice. The blush passes as quick as it came, but it’s permanent in
Chuuya’s mind now, tucked away for safekeeping. He’d remember that for
years to come, coupled with the fact he’d made Dazai Osamu blush.
“I’m not very good, so what are you trying to say?” Chuuya’s teasing him; he
knows what Dazai meant by ‘good,’ but he still couldn’t resist. Humming at
Dazai’s lips against his skin, Chuuya relishes in the feeling he’s so familiar
with.










