Summary: Chuuya and Dazai share a peaceful moment after they saved Yokohama.
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Peaceful Skyline
It was a star-bright night, only a soft breeze was dancing through the high buildings of Yokohama and gave the city a soft atmosphere.
“Ne, Chuuya?”
Dazai interrupted the ongoing but not uncomfortable silence between them, sliding his hand on Chuuya’s and intertwining their fingers with each other. For the first time since forever, he could feel the soft skin because they weren’t covered in black leather.
Chuuya didn’t answer with words but tenderly squeezed Dazai’s hand, having his lips forming a smile. He turned his head away from the skyline they saw from sitting on the edge of the highest building and looked at Dazai. “We did it, huh?”
Looking right back at the redhead, Dazai let himself drown in those clear and bright eyes right in front of him. Despite darkness was surrounding them, they were more dazzling than any star in the night sky right now. “Yokohama is safe and that’s because of you.”
A strong blast of wind blew into their back, almost like wanting to push them forward but they didn’t move an inch from their current position.
Letting go of Dazai’s hand, Chuuya stretched his arms above his body. “I know.” A smile was still clearly visible on his face even with the memories of the past months. It was a long journey that came to an end this night.
Dazai shoved his bottom lip forward and pouted like a kid that got told to not eat any sweets right before dinner time. “You’re supposed to say something like-” Dazai looked over to Chuuya and caught a glimpse of his side profile. To tease Chuuya, he changed his voice a little higher. “It wouldn’t have been possible without my absolute brilliant and handsome partner.”
With an expression obviously saying ‘Are you serious?’, Chuuya looked at Dazai before he laughed. It was carefree and light, something he hadn’t heard from himself since he could remember. “Do you really think, I’d say anything even close to that?” He turned his face away from Dazai, back to the skyline. “I thought you do know everything about your partner?”
A sigh was the answer Dazai gave Chuuya. “Right.” He pressed his lips into a thin line. “I guess that means parting ways again now.” Even he said those words, Chuuya was the first one getting up from the cold ground of the building’s roof.
Chuuya stood right behind Dazai, hesitating for a moment. He hadn’t really thought his next words over but he also didn’t want to leave without anything else. “I still owe you something,” he finally said and felt his face warming up a little. “It’s bugging me for a while now.”
Dazai turned his upper body around, looking up to Chuuya behind him. It was visible on his face that he wasn’t sure what Chuuya was talking about exactly.
However, before he was able to form an answer or a question with his mouth, it was already covered with the lips of his partner.
Leaning down into the kiss, Chuuya cupped Dazai’s face with his hands, his thumb brushing over the cheekbones and making sure, the other man had no chance to escape or backing out of it.
It was only a second with another blast of the wind that blew Chuuya’s hat away while Dazai kissed him back, supporting his weight on his arms on the ground.
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{Day 1 of Soukoku week ; Peace}
I forgot to post this but I had posted it right before midnight. Rushed it out in an hour and a half since I had only just learned it was Soukoku week. From 10:30 to about 11:45 i rushed out just over 2k words. Very short for me but I hope it's okay;; now that I know Soukoku week is going on though I'll try and get out better work!
This is also the first bit of content I'm producing for this fandom so I hope everyone enjoys it aaaaa;; I'm excited to move on to a new fandom like this and I'm loving it so far. 💜 Happy Soukoku week 2019!
I'm very sad because I feel that there will be no Soukoku week this year... I mean we're already in august ! I don't want my ship to die, sigh ! Please don't let Soukoku Week die, 2019 was a freaking cool year for the shippers, with season 3 and Dead Apple -so much Double Black moments *^*- ! I beg for prompts, pleaaaase *puppy eyes* XD -From a girl in pain because of her OTP's prematurate death :')
We are so sorry to keep everyone waiting. The mods all had to deal with real life issues, but hey, we are alive and kicking and ready to celebrate Soukoku Week this year! Please be there with us!
Sees the heretical weapon made in order to defeat him.
Something, whose existence, is solely linked to him.
The only thing in the entire world, just for him.
“The reason for my existence,” Tsushima Shuuji says, with eyes so dark and voice so heavy, and reaches out to touch his cheek, seemingly uncaring that his flesh is getting melted off with each passing second. “I have finally met you.”
+ soukokuweek19, day 5: consequence
+ fantasy + siren + soulmate AU
There is a long, ongoing war between humans, sirens and angels.
In the middle of said war, the siren Dazai goes ashore to get revenge for the death of his mentor. Dazai ends up being saved by Chuuya - the person who ended up killing Oda.
[in ao3]
[ch 5]:
“Oh dear.” Mori’s smile is lined with teeth. “Dazai-kun, did you not know? As a mere byproduct of experimentation, as an Artificial Siren, you are not capable of having a soulmate.”