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It was a nice and sunny day in Yokohama. The ADA were getting started on their day, while the PM was going on with theirs. But through it all, in the little penthouse inside a residential street resided the married couple Osamu Dazai and Chuuya Nakahara.
Dazai and Chuuya were laying in bed wrapped around each other. Dazai’s head was lying on Chuuya's chest. Chuuya’s face is buried in Dazai’s beautiful chocolate brown locks. Arms wrapped around each other, torso to torso, legs tangled together.
The big open window on the far side of the room spanning from the floor to the very ceiling was sparkling and clear. With the curtains drawn to the side, the light from the sun lands on the husbands sleeping together on the bed.
Dazai starts to slowly wake up. It was from the light shining like molten metal melting on top of them, but still.
The first thing he feels after the toastyness and warmth of the room is the strong sturdy arm draped over him. Immediately, he feels a cascade of butterflies fly into his stomach along with his heart starting to beat a bit faster. He won’t ever admit this out loud, but he loves waking up like this. In Chuuya’s strong arms, with his strength and love radiating out from him even in his sleep.
Snuggling a bit closer, it takes only a few moments before thoughts about him and
Chuuya’s lovely life turns to how he looks. The thoughts about how he looks start making him disgusted with his body. And along with it, the urge to bind up his chest until he couldn’t breathe. He can’t breathe, he CAN’T breathe, HE CAN’T BREATHE!!!!
His thoughts are interrupted by the arm around his waist tightening. Warm, long fingers start threading through his hair.
“Samu? How are you? Are you ok?” Chuuya mumbles, worry starting to gnaw at him. He knew his husband very well, and when he woke up he immediately saw the dark thoughts starting to swarm him. Just like flies.
Relaxing, Dazai leans into Chuuya’s warm embrace and the feeling of fingers carding through his hair. Chuuya is always there when he needs him. It’s like his secret superpower.
“Not much. Just thoughts” Dazai answered.
“Are you sure?” Chuuya asked, skeptical.
‘My snuggle bear always knows me best,’ Dazai thought fondly.
“Well…”, Dazai thinks about lying, but then discards that thought right after. When they first started dating, Dazai made a promise to Chuuya to always communicate to him about what he’s feeling. Otherwise, their relationship is not going to last long. And in return Chuuya will always do the same.
Unconsciously, Dazai started rubbing at his chest. Almost as if he were trying to magically make his breasts go away. Those kinds of thoughts have always made him do things like that.
When Chuuya saw this, he understood what was happening. Almost frighteningly fast.
“Do you want me to call in for you? We can spend the day together at home sweetheart” Chuuya informed Dazai gently. He slowly and gently removed Dazai’s hand from his chest, instead bringing his hand up to his lips to kiss it. Rubbing soothing circles into his hand after with his thumb.
“Yes” he mumbles.
“Ok sweetheart. Just wait a few moments while I call in for us.” Chuuya gives Dazai a kiss on the lips and one last one on the hand he was rubbing.
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A while later when Dazai and Chuuya were enjoying their breakfast, they got a text from Yosano.
Dazai’s Phone, Yosano’s contact: (Yosano) Hey! It's Yosano & Ranpo. Hope you're doing ok! If you need anything at all just let us know! Or just hint at it. Ranpo’s not here for nothing ;)
When Dazai pulled up the message on his phone, he felt warmth in his stomach. Yosano and him had originally been wary of each other because of you-know-who. But after a mission gone wrong, they connected like never before and became basically siblings.
Dazai’s phone, Yosano’s Contact: (Dazai) Thank you! I’ll be ok! After all, I've got my snuggle bear with me! 😉
Naturally, Ranpo followed right after. Because, just like Dazai and Chuuya were a package deal, Ranpo and Yosano were also a package deal.
And then all three of them were having gossip parties and sleep overs like never before.
But that's not the point right now.
The point is that he feels happy that he is so loved. It actually took a long time before he let anyone in. Including Chuuya.
“Is it those friends of yours?” Chuuya asked, while looking over his shoulder.
“Yep! They were just checking up on me” Dazai answered.
“Aww that’s sweet”.
Putting his phone away, Dazai watched Chuuya eat. He was so beautiful. The fiery rays of his hair shined even when its not touching the sun, the freckles on his cheeks sprayed across his face like chocolate, his smile like 10 of the suns…
“See something you like?” Chuuya asked, smirking.
“Absolutly. Just my beautiful snuggle bear that always helps me feel better” Dazai responded cheekily. He could feel his cheeks heating up with a blush, but he ignored it as best as he could.
It proved worth it when he got to see Chuuya’s cheeks light up to a bright pink right after.
“Asshole…” Chuuya muttered, still blushing.
“Love you too babe!”
“Are you ready to go to bed?” Chuuya asked. He noticed his husband not eating any of his food.
“...Yeah. Can we just cuddle? Please?” Dazai asked quietly.
Softening, Chuuya just smiled and nodded. His dysphoria must be really messing with him today. He got up and put their dishes away in the sink. Then he went around to Dazai’s side of the table and picked him up bridle style.
“I-I can walk myself you know!!” Dazai half yelped, half screeched. Embarrassed, he tucked into Chuuya’s chest to hide his reddening face.
‘Adorable’ was the only thought on Chuuya’s mind. “Oh I know. But I love to see your reaction more sweet cheeks".
The nickname had the tips of Dazai’s ears and neck going red.
Laughing, Chuuya walked them into the bedroom, where a whole bunch of fluff continued for the rest of the night. And then maybe some naughty stuff after… 🫣. But let’s not stay around to confirm.