"Ok! Ok-! I get it!" Atsushi hissed, defensively wrapping his arms around his neck, a blush on his face. "Stop touching me." He huffed.
"Pfft, like a pet can tell an owner what to do." Dazai patted Atsushi's head. But Dazai wasn't a monster. If Atsushi didn't wanna be touched around areas where you truly wouldn't normally touch someone, then.. like.. he wouldn't do it. But he wouldn't escape the pets, that's for sure.
Atsushi followed Dazai home, grumbling quietly to himself as he did so. This was really embarrassing. But at least on vacation he wouldn't have to deal with this in front of people. That would've been, far more than embarrassing. Humiliating... degrading... he already wanted to just curl up into a ball and die of embarrassment when he had to sit in the brunette's lap during work.
Regardless, Atsushi stepped through the door of the other's apartment. It was a lot nicer and cleaner than what he'd imagined, to be quite honest. He slipped off his shoes on the mat and took time to look around. "I get to spend vacation with Atsushi~!" Dazai chimed happily. Atsushi tilted his head with a small smile. That was a little cute...
It was probably around ten pm when they returned. And Atsushi was exhausted. He'd absolutely use the vacation to get an insane amount of sleep. ... That is, if the brunette would let him. Hopefully he would..
He felt a gentle hand on his wrist that began to pull him to follow Dazai. "C'mon, kitty." He snickered. "Preferably if I'm asleep, you're asleep." He hummed. Atsushi didn't have a problem with that at all.
Atsushi followed him to his room. "I'm not... staying in the guest room..?" He blinked a few times. Confused confusing confusion. He should've expected that.
He suddenly felt the others hand under his chin. "Owners cuddle their kittens, don't they~?" Dazai grinned slyly. And of course that got Atsushi all confused and blushy. Aha—- well, job well done I guess cuz that's what Dazai wanted. "Haha! You should see your face when you're flustered!"
He let go and waved his hand in the air like he didn't just do what he did. Atsushi puffed out his cheeks in a pout. "Huh? Why haven't you turned away yet?" Dazai tilted his head. He'd began to undress himself, now just in his button up shirt and pants. And Atsushi hadn't noticed— "Don't tell me my kitten is a pervert!" He gasped dramatically.
"I am not a pervert!!" Atsushi insisted and crossed his arms, turning away from him all pouty like.
Dazai snickered as he changed into what he normally wore for pajamas, which was just an overly large t shirt and shorts. Comfy times. Atsushi waited patiently for him to finish when he suddenly felt cold air hit his skin, two hands beginning to lift off his shirt. "What're you doing—!!" Atsushi instantly jumped away, flustered yet again.
"Hm? Getting you ready for bed of course! Isn't that how boyf-" Dazai stopped for a second. "-owners treat their kittens?" He tilted his head to the side.
"For the last time I am not physically an animal and am fully capable of changing myself!" Atsushi huffed, not seeming to notice his little slip up.
"Mhm. But see.. your pajamas would have to be my clothes. And I won't let you touch them unless I put them on you. Which means you'll either have to sleep in dirty clothes, or..." Or half naked.
"I get it, I get it!" Atsushi grumbled. "...fine." He huffed.
Dazai walked back to him, properly taking off his tie and moving his suspenders out of the way. He unbuttoned his shirt. Atsushi was incredibly nervous. Not because he was too flustered or anything it was just the many many many scars he had all over his body. But— Dazai didn't stare at all. It was like they didn't exist in his eyes.
Dazai's Pet (Dazushi)
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