Soukoku Oneshots

Dazai's Friends

--Fluff

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Chuuya knew that Dazai's friends were coming over for a casual gathering that weekend. As he busied himself in the kitchen, preparing a meal for their guests, he could already hear the faint sound of laughter and chatter from the living room.

With practiced ease, Chuuya chopped vegetables, seasoned meats, and stirred sauces, the tantalizing aroma of cooking filling the air. He couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction as he worked, knowing that their friends would appreciate the effort he was putting into the meal.

As the doorbell rang, signaling the arrival of their guests, Chuuya wiped his hands on a kitchen towel and made his way to the door. Dazai greeted their friends with his usual charm and charisma, ushering them inside and making them feel at home.

While Dazai tended to their guests, engaging them in conversation and laughter, Chuuya focused on finishing the meal he had been preparing. With a flourish, he plated the dishes, arranging them carefully on the dining table and adding a final garnish for presentation.

As the evening wore on, Chuuya could hear the sounds of laughter and merriment coming from the living room as Dazai and their friends played charades, the competitive spirit of the game adding to the jovial atmosphere.

Meanwhile, Chuuya set the table with care, arranging the plates, glasses, and silverware with meticulous precision. He couldn't help but feel a sense of pride as he surveyed his handiwork, knowing that their guests would appreciate the effort he had put into creating a welcoming and inviting space for them to enjoy their meal.

As he joined Dazai and their friends in the living room, Chuuya couldn't help but feel a sense of warmth and contentment wash over him. Surrounded by good food, good company, and the love of his life.

Chuuya tugged at Dazai's sleeve, he felt a pang of longing for the easy camaraderie he witnessed between Dazai and his friends. But he pushed aside those feelings, reminding himself that he had an important role to play in making the evening a success.

"Dinner's ready," Chuuya announced quietly, trying to sound cheerful despite the twinge of loneliness he felt. Dazai turned to him with a bright smile, his eyes lighting up at the prospect of the delicious meal Chuuya had prepared.

"Great! I'm sure everyone's worked up an appetite," Dazai replied, his enthusiasm contagious as he led the way to the dining table. Chuuya followed closely behind, staying silent as he observed Dazai interacting with their friends.

Throughout dinner, Chuuya remained mostly quiet, content to let Dazai and their friends carry the conversation. He focused on serving the food and ensuring everyone had what they needed, occasionally chiming in with a comment or a laugh when the opportunity presented itself.

As the evening wore on, Chuuya found himself retreating into the background, content to watch from afar as Dazai and their friends enjoyed each other's company. He knew that he didn't need to be the center of attention to feel valued or appreciated, and he took solace in the knowledge that Dazai understood and respected his need for space.

As they bid their guests farewell and the house quieted down, Chuuya felt a sense of relief wash over him. He may not have been as outgoing or extroverted as Dazai's friends, but he knew that his presence had been felt and appreciated nonetheless. And as he curled up beside Dazai on the couch, he felt grateful for the quiet moments they shared together, away from the bustle of the outside world.

As the last of their friends bid their farewells and the house grew quiet, Dazai turned to Chuuya with a curious expression. "Hey, Chibi, is everything alright?" he asked, his voice gentle with concern.

Chuuya hesitated for a moment, debating whether to brush off Dazai's question with a casual response or to open up about how he was feeling. But the sincerity in Dazai's gaze convinced him to be honest.

"Yeah, I'm fine," Chuuya replied softly, forcing a small smile. "Just.. felt a bit out of place with all your friends around, I guess."

Dazai's expression softened as he reached out to gently cup Chuuya's cheek, his touch warm and reassuring. "You know they all adore you, right? You're not just my partner, you're a part of our little family," he said, his voice filled with sincerity.

Chuuya's heart swelled with warmth at Dazai's words, his earlier feelings of insecurity melting away in the face of Dazai's unwavering affection. He leaned into Dazai's touch, feeling a sense of peace settle over him.

"Yeah, I know," Chuuya murmured, his voice barely above a whisper. "Thanks, Osamu."

Dazai smiled tenderly, pressing a soft kiss to Chuuya's forehead. "Anytime, Chibi. I'm here for you, always."

And as they settled into each other's embrace, Chuuya knew that no matter what challenges they faced or how many people came and went from their lives, the bond between him and Dazai would always remain unbreakable.