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The two men were walking outside. It was raining, really hard. Although Dazai didnt seem to mind it, Chuuya wasnt such a fan of rain. It was sopposed to be a sunny day, but I guess the weather forecast is'nt always right.... Chuuya was shivering and his arms were wrapped around himself. Dazai seemed to notice. Maybe for once he found it in himself to not tease Chuuya... Or maybe not.
Dazai took off his coat and gave it to his lover, draping it over the musculair shoulders that belonged to Chuuya.
"Chibi should know better than to go outside like this, in the rain. Your brain matches the smallness of your body."
Dazai had a teasing smile as he said that.
Chuuya was about to insult him, but then he felt a kiss being pressed to his forehead.
He sighed and just accepted the coat his boyfriend gave him.
"Yeah yeah.... The weather forecast said it wouldnt rain."
"Well, the weather forecast is wrong most of the time... I dont mind it tho. The rain looks pretty."
Chuuya looked up at Dazai and saw the small smile that rested on his lips. It made him smile too.
"I think you look prettier, you're the prettiest."
He chuckled at the blush that covered Dazai's cheeks.
Their eyes met, warm brown met electric blue, there was love in both colors.
Dazai reached out a hand to Chuuya's face and tucked a few strand of hair behind his ear.
"Hey, Slug..?"
Chuuya sighed at the nickname, but answered anyway.
"What is it, Mackerel?"
The nicname made Dazai smile.
"May i have this dance..?"
A rain soaked hand reached out, waiting for a gloved one to take it. Chuuya found himself blushing.
"You want to dance with me... in the rain?"
"Yeah, why not?"
A warm smile found its way onto dazai's lips. "I think it'll be nice. Dont you?"
Chuuya smiled, and took Dazai's hand, without any words, Dazai's hand found it's place on Chuuya's waist. And Chuuya's hand found it's place on Dazai's shoulder, his fingertips playing with the wet strands of hair that sticked to his nape. Their other hands interwinded. It was perfect, as if their hands were made for the others. They held each other close as they slowely started a slow and lazy walz, body's pressed together like a perfect puzzle.
Dazai rested his forehead against chuuya's and mumbled:
"I love you, Chuuya."
"I love you too... But if I get sick from this you will take care of me"
A smile rested on Dazai's lips as they stared in each others eyes.
"You know I will, I always will."
Their lips met, it was a perfect match.
Bonus:
"Achoo!"
Dazai sniffed, he was sick.
"Chibiiii!! I want my soup!
As if on cue Chuuya walked in and placed the soup on the nightstand. He was about to walk out of their shared bedroom, when he heard Dazai call for him again.
"Where are you going...?"
Chuuya leand against the doorframe and looked at his boyfriend.
"To the livingroom, I dont want your dirty bacteria all over me."
"Chuuya is mean"
"You love me."
Dazai pouted.
With a smirk on his face Chuuya retreated back to his living room.
Dazai was still calling out for him, but there was only one thing Chuuya thought.
How cute.