so uh i posted this to my ao3 a while ago and decided to post it on here too
"Isn't this exciting Chibi? Our first ever stakeout!" Dazai said, face full of joy. He looked over to Chuuya with a wide grin across his face. They had been assigned to watch an area where an enemy organization had been spotted the night before. Chuuya wore an impressed face and adjusted his watch.
"Eh. Not really. If anything, this is boring." he said. His face was derived from emotion.
"Don't be so pessimistic! This can be loads of fun if you want it to be! Besides, this is way better than staying at home and doing loads of paperwork." Dazai acknowledged.
Chuuya sighed. "I guess." Their steps became more rapid as they approached the assigned area marked on the map they were given earlier. If they didn't hurry, they would be late.
Once they reached a run-down abandoned brick building, Chuuya pulled out his bag and started setting up an area for them to sit at.
"Remember Chuuya, our job is to observe them, not to beat them up or anything like that. We need to gather information and report back."
"Yeah, yeah, I know." Chuuya murmured. Suddenly, Dazai grabbed Chuuya's hand and pulled him down behind the bush with him.
"What are you-"
"Shush!" Dazai placed his finger over Chuuya's lips to silence him. "I have a hunch someone is about to come over here..." Chuuya remained silent. Dazai's hunches were never wrong. Footsteps echoed on the gravel in the distance. Someone was getting closer.
Chuuya gulped. "We gotta distract them or something! They'll walk over here!" he whispered.
"Hey! I think I see someone back there!" One of the repairmen announced.
"Shit..." Chuuya thought to himself. Suddenly, Dazai pushed Chuuya down on the ground. He grabbed Chuuya's head and pulled him closer to his face.
"What are you-" Chuuya's voice was cut off with Dazai's lips. At first, Chuuya was shocked. To his disbelief, he kissed back and wrapped his arms around Dazai's neck.
"See anyone?" One of the workers called out.
"Nah. We're good."
Dazai pulled away from Chuuya. A string of saliva connected their tongues. Chuuya waited for the men to walk away.
"What the hell?"
published 5-28-20
words: 362
