He knocked on Dazai's door once at his house. He waited patiently for the door to open. There's no answer. Maybe he's not awake yet, thought Atsushi, as he grabbed the key he had been given to Dazai's house and let himself in, making sure to lock the door before he explored the house.
"Dazai? You home?" Atsushi called out as he looked around.
"I'm in here." Dazai's voice came from his bedroom. Atsushi tilted his head in slight confusion, as the others voice was trembling. And whining, in a sense.
Atsushi walked to his bedroom and opened the door. "Dazai?" He was wrapped up in a blanket on his bed, sitting up. "Uhm- you left your phone at the Agency." He placed the phone on the desk. "Is everything okay."
"Waaaa, Atsushi!" Dazai whined, jumping from the bed, tackling Atsushi with a hug, around his waist. Atsushi maintained balance as the blanket fell.
"W-What- Dazai—" Atsushi blinked in surprise. He hadn't acted like this before.
Dazai's bandages were a mess, as though he'd been putting them on and taking them off repeatedly. His clothes were messy too. "Chuuya was so mean, Atsushi!"
"C-Chuuya?" Atsushi blinked.
"Uh huh!" Dazai huffed. "I called him up to see if he had the day off and we met up, we were gonna plan a surprise for you. But then he started to leave hickies all. Over. My body. There's so many." Dazai looks like he's spiraling into madness. "I feel like jelly."
"What am i supposed to do about that?" Atsushi was fearful of the response. Chuuya and Dazai had always loved attacking him with kisses and hickies and sex and a number of other things. He was always the victim of their antics. And if Chuuya did this to Dazai, he didn't want to even think about what Chuuya would do to him.
"You need to tell him to stop! Cmon, please, Atsushi! Chuuya wont listen to me!" Dazai whined. "He sucked on skin that wasn't even covered by bandages! How am I supposed to wear shorts and a T shirt now that is summer?" He exclaimed.
"Absolutely not!" Atsushi exclaimed. "If- If Chuuya covered you in hickies.." Chuuya probably planned to fuck him.
Whatever Dazai had, Atsushi would get ten times as worse as that. Not that he minded, in fact he loved it. But the mere thought was still terrifying. Dazai didn't mind either, because he always enjoyed watching Atsushi go through whatever it was after Chuuya was finished with Dazai.
"You know it's been our first day off to see each other in months.. Chuuya's unsustainable. Please, Atsushi." Dazai stared up at him with big puppy dog eyes.
"Mmm.. fine!" Atsushi huffed. "Where is he, exactly?"
"He's upstairs." Dazai smiled.
Atsushi gasped. "You lured me here!" His boyfriends sure did enjoy their antics, didn't they?
"No escaping now! Tell him to stop. If he does nothing to me, then nothing will be done to you because anything times zero is zero." That logic was awfully flawed. But there wasn't much else Atsushi could do.
Knowing the two, this was probably the surprise they meant anyways. They all loved each other, all missed each other, all needed each other. Today would be one hell of a day.
Chuuya had probably just finished doing his hair or something, as it was slightly damp when he walked into the bedroom. "Hey Dazai, where do you keep your-" He paused, putting his hands in his pockets with a smile. "Oh, Hey Atsushi."
Dazai cowered behind Atsushi.
"I got the day off too. Isn't it great?" Chuuya smiled and wrapped his arms around Atsushi's neck, kissing his cheek. "I missed youuu~"
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