Soukoku Oneshots

I'm yours, and only yours

--Fluff
Ft. Jealous Dazai

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As Dazai stood on the other side of the room, his gaze fixed on Chuuya and the charming VIP named Nomatsu, a knot of jealousy twisted in his chest. He watched as Nomatsu leaned in close to Chuuya, his smile smooth and his words undoubtedly flirtatious. Despite Chuuya's polite demeanor, Dazai couldn't shake the feeling of unease that settled over him.

Yosano's chuckle drew Dazai's attention, and he turned to face the doctor with a scowl. "What's so amusing?" he snapped, his tone sharper than intended.

Yosano raised an eyebrow, a knowing smirk playing on her lips. "Oh, nothing, just observing the drama unfold," she replied cryptically.

Dazai's scowl deepened, his jealousy simmering beneath the surface. He didn't need Yosano's commentary to know that Chuuya was being charmed by Nomatsu. The thought of another man vying for Chuuya's attention ignited a fierce possessiveness within him, and he resisted the urge to storm across the room and reclaim his lover.

Instead, Dazai clenched his fists at his sides, forcing himself to maintain his composure. He knew that Chuuya was more than capable of handling himself, but that didn't stop the irrational surge of jealousy that coursed through him.

As the evening wore on, Dazai found himself unable to tear his gaze away from Chuuya and Nomatsu. Every laugh, every smile exchanged between them felt like a dagger to his heart, fueling his jealousy until it threatened to consume him.

But just as Dazai felt himself reaching his breaking point, Chuuya excused himself from the conversation with Nomatsu and made his way across the room to Dazai's side. The relief that flooded through Dazai was palpable, and he couldn't help but pull Chuuya into a possessive embrace, his jealousy momentarily forgotten in the warmth of his lover's presence.

As they stood together, wrapped in each other's arms, Dazai vowed to cherish every moment with Chuuya and to never let his jealousy drive a wedge between them. For in the end, their love was stronger than any fleeting flirtation or passing fancy, and together, they could weather any storm that came their way.

Chuuya whispers in the embrace "What the hell are you doing Osamu? Are you okay?" His tone firm. Dazai nodded, pulling away, Yosano whispers to Chuuya what just happened.

After Yosano left, Chuuya couldn't help but smile and laugh at Dazai's annoyed expression, finding amusement in his lover's jealousy. Cupping Dazai's cheeks, he teased, "Is my Osamu jealous?"

Dazai's face remained stubbornly set in an annoyed expression, his embarrassment evident in the flush of his cheeks. He shifted uncomfortably under Chuuya's touch, but nonetheless leaned into it slightly, unable to resist the comforting warmth of Chuuya's hands.

"Cut it out, Chuuya," Dazai muttered, his tone gruff as he tried to maintain his composure.

Chuuya's smile softened, his fingers tracing gentle circles on Dazai's cheeks. "Sorry, I couldn't resist," he admitted, his voice laced with affection. "But you know you have nothing to worry about, right?I'm yours, only ever yours."

Dazai's expression softened at Chuuya's reassurance, his annoyance melting away as he met Chuuya's gaze. "I know, Chuuya," he murmured, his voice filled with warmth. "I trust you."

With a final, fond squeeze of Dazai's cheeks, Chuuya leaned in to press a soft kiss to his lips, sealing their bond of trust and love. As they pulled away, Dazai's annoyance had faded, replaced by a sense of security in their relationship. Together, they would weather any storm that came their way, their love stronger than any fleeting moment of jealousy.