Soukoku Oneshots

Osamu Dazai

--fluff

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As Chuuya found himself chatting with a group of friends, the topic turned to spouses, and inevitably, Dazai's name came up.

"Oh, Dazai?" Chuuya replied with a warm smile, his eyes lighting up at the mention of his husband. "He's one of a kind, that's for sure."

His friends chuckled, knowing well the unique personality of the enigmatic Dazai. "Yeah? What's he like?" one of them asked, curiosity piqued.

Chuuya leaned back in his chair, a fond expression crossing his features as he thought about Dazai. "Well, he's certainly not your typical husband," he began, a hint of amusement in his voice. "He has his quirks, that's for sure. Like the fact that he can't cook to save his life."

The group laughed, nodding in agreement. "Yeah, I've heard about his culinary adventures," someone chimed in, prompting a round of knowing chuckles.

"But you know what?" Chuuya continued, his tone turning earnest. "Despite his shortcomings, Dazai is an incredible partner. He's always there for me when I need him, and he never fails to make me laugh, even on the toughest days."

As he spoke, Chuuya's affection for Dazai shone through, his love for his husband evident in every word. Sure, Dazai may not be the most skilled in the kitchen, but he more than made up for it with his unwavering support and boundless love.

And as the conversation flowed, Chuuya couldn't help but feel grateful for the quirky, lovable man who had stolen his heart. With Dazai by his side, every day was an adventure, and Chuuya wouldn't have it any other way.

Chuuya raised an eyebrow at Dazai's sudden appearance, his playful demeanor quickly shifting to mild surprise. "The hell are you doing here?" he asked, a hint of amusement in his voice.

Dazai flashed Chuuya a mischievous grin, his eyes twinkling with amusement as he set down his favorite coffee treat on the table. "Just thought I'd surprise my favorite person in the world," he replied, leaning in to press a quick kiss to Chuuya's cheek.

Chuuya couldn't help but blush at the unexpected display of affection, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "Well, consider me surprised," he quipped, his tone teasing as he watched Dazai take a seat at the nearby table.

"Got work to finish, huh?" Chuuya asked, raising an eyebrow in mock suspicion as he gestured to the papers spread out in front of Dazai.

Dazai nodded, his expression turning serious for a moment. "Yeah, just a few things I need to take care of," he replied, his tone tinged with determination.

Chuuya nodded in understanding, knowing all too well how dedicated Dazai could be when it came to his work. "Well, don't work too hard," he said softly, reaching out to squeeze Dazai's hand in a silent gesture of support.

Dazai offered Chuuya a grateful smile, his eyes softening with affection as he squeezed Chuuya's hand in return. "I won't," he promised, his gaze lingering on Chuuya for a moment longer before turning back to his work.

As Chuuya watched Dazai get to work, a warm feeling settled in his chest. Despite the chaos of their lives, moments like these reminded him of the deep connection he shared with Dazai, a bond that only grew stronger with each passing day. And as he settled into his own tasks, Chuuya couldn't help but feel grateful for the unexpected moments of love and companionship that made life with Dazai so special.