The passing days fell into warmth, the week of finals approaching quicker than expected. A whole month had passed before the news reached the ginger, sitting curled against Dazai when his phone began going off. Picking it up with a frown, he noticed it was Higuchi. Dazai glanced at him, acting as if he had no idea what the woman was contacting him about. Of course, he knew. Mori had successfully texted him just this morning about the success.
Chuuya sighed, answering the call with a hum. "Hey Higuchi, what's up?" he nearly dropped the phone, his face falling in shock before joy crept up. "Seriously? He's gone for good, damn that's great. Serves him right, you know! We should all go celebrate tonight." Chuuya looked at Dazai, who smiled back at him. "I'll call you back..." Chuuya hung up, giving Dazai one of his what did you do looks.
"Ah, is Chibi going to be mad at me?" Dazai pulled the hand resting in Chuuya's hair to his forehead, feigning hurt.
Chuuya rolled his eyes, grabbing Dazai's shirt and pulling him to him, slotting his lips against Dazai's with a smirk. "You're the best Osamu." Dazai shivered as Chuuya called out his first name. He really only called him that when they were alone and being intimate. It always managed to send chills throughout his body. Dazai allowed himself to fall back onto the couch with Chuuya kneeling over him as he pressed further into the kiss.
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Sitting up with a yawn and stretching his arms, Dazai glanced over to Chuuya, who was already busy cooking breakfast. Dazai got to his feet before sitting back down immediately with a hiss. "Chibi! We have classes today!" Chuuya spun around confidently and looked at Dazai with a snicker.
"Consider it revenge for nearly breaking my back the day before break!" Dazai puffed his cheeks out, his innocent ginger was starting to get cockier every day.
"So mean..." Dazai mumbled as he crossed his arms. Though that frown turned into a smile when Chuuya set a plate of chocolate chip pancakes onto his lap. "Chibi is so nice!" Dazai hummed, putting his hands together in front of his chest.
"Real quick 180 there Dazai." Chuuya rolled his eyes sitting at the other end of the couch with his plate in his hands as he turned on the TV.
There was silence between them before Dazai set his plate down and looked to the ceiling. "Hey Chuuya?" the alarm went off immediately in the ginger's head. First alarm at his actual name being used, and not the ridiculous insult Dazai called him. The second alarm came with his drooping voice and the stillness of his words.
"One of those days?" Chuuya turned the TV down so Dazai would know he was paying attention to him.
"Not really... I just thought about something."
"Wel,l don't leave me hanging, what popped into that unreadable mind of yours, Dazai?" Chuuya moved closer to Dazai, pulling his hair down and shaking it out. He guided Dazai's hands to the strands, he never said it aloud, but Chuuya knew running his fingers through his hair helped Dazai with stress. Though it most likely was the knowledge Chuuya was real and what they shared was real.
"The year ends in two weeks... and summer... will we see each other? Then next year, what if we can't room together?" Chuuya sighed, looking ahead towards the wall, he smiled, moving to set his hand on the brunette's thigh.
"You know we'll see each other over the summer, hell why don't you spend the first month or two there? I've gotta introduce you to the family properly anyways. Let the summer have two weeks and then you fly down, I'll pick you up at the airport and drive you back to my house? I doubt my dad will care if I have my boyfriend over." Dazai smiled, moving his arms to wrap around Chuuya.
"That sounds blissful, after that, you could formally meet my... family and you'd get to see the kids again." Dazai hummed, leaning his chin on the other's shoulder.
Chuuya smiled, leaning against Dazai's chest, turning the TV up a bit and talking with Dazai some more.
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Four weeks passed quickly, and as promised, Chuuya picked Dazai up from the airport and drove him to the house. Under the heat of the summer sun, Chuuya sported a simple red tank crop-top, his hair in a bun and his legs defined in low-cut jeans. Of course, it wouldn't be complete without his hat. What surprised Dazai when he saw the male were the chains, hanging from the belt loops laid a metal chain belt. His hands shoved in the pockets. He looked hot, like hotter than usual. Maybe it was simply the fact he hadn't seen him in person for two weeks, and he was dressed like this, that made it so attractive. Whatever it was, he dashed forward, tossing himself at the smaller male and crashing his lips on his. "Did Chibi miss me!"
Chuuya rolled his eyes, wiped his lips, and flicked Dazai on the forehead. "Shut up, dumb-ass! Come on, let's head out." Chuuya huffed, dragging Dazai with him towards the bag-check and then to his car. Sliding in when the driver opened the door for him, Dazai got clingy almost immediately. "Jeez, it's like you haven't seen me in a year!" Dazai looked up and pouted before a smirk crossed his lips.
"I had to go two weeks without Chibi!" he leaned to the smaller male's ear with breathy words. "I missed you." Dazai pulled away with a snicker at Chuuya's red face.
"W-we called at night!" Chuuya turned to the window listening to Dazai poke fun at how embarrassed he was. The closer they got, the more nervous Chuuya seemed to get, clearly noticed by Dazai, who stopped pestering the ginger and gave him some space.
The car pulled into the driveway within half an hour. Chuuya let Dazai slide out first before he slid out, looking up to the relatively large home with a smile. "Well, welcome to my place." Chuuya reached out his hand for Dazai to take. With their hands connected, Chuuya led the brunette into his home. Creaking open the door to where his family sat. Yosano, his sister's girlfriend, sprawled over the ginger woman's lap with a medical book in hand. Meanwhile, Kouyo was looking at a clothing magazine. His father was sitting by the fire keeping warm, bundled up despite the heat of summer settling in.
They all looked at him when they heard the door close. Yosano climbed off Kouyou's lap to sit beside her. She got here a few days ago, had no idea Dazai was coming, but he guessed Kouyou had informed her, judging by her unsurprised expression. "Well go on, properly introduce us to Chuuya."
Nodding, Chuuya raised their connected hands, showing Dazai off to his family. "Everybody, this is Osamu, Dazai Osamu. He's my boyfriend. Dazai is my family. That right there is my Ane-san, Kouyou to you, maybe Ane-san if she lets you. Next to her is her Girlfriend Yosano. Then the man over there is my dad." Chuuya rocked on his feet as Dazai cleared his throat.
Bowing with respect as he addressed the people in the room. "It's a pleasure to meet you." Dazai slowly rose, glancing at the female ginger who narrowed her eyes at him.
"I don't like the kid."
"Cut the kid some slack." Yosano waved a hand though she didn't like Dazai too much.
"He made Chuuya Cry, so no, I will not give the kid some slack." Kouyou hissed glaring daggers at Dazai before Rimbaud spoke up.
"If Chuuya trusts Dazai, then we should also trust the young man. We all know he was there for him when he fell ill." Chuuya gave his father a thankful smile as Dazai held his head low in an acknowledgment.
"I'll show you to my room." Chuuya tugged on Dazai to escape the tension in the room. Opening the door and stepping into the room, Chuuya dropped Dazai's hand and flung himself onto his bed.
"Chibi seems exhausted." Dazai set a few pats on the ginger's head before stretching and digging through his suitcase for a loose t-shirt, too big for even him. Changing into it and flopping onto the bed. Chuuya rolled his eyes, getting up and walking to his closet. Dazai took a peek, snorting at the immense amount of fancy clothes Chuuya owned. Until his eyes spotted an outfit hidden in the back, only shown as Chuuya rummaged around the drawers beneath the hanging clothes. "You kept it? The outfit from that pleasant night? Did you keep everything?" Chuuya hit his head on one of the taller drawers as he stood up, pushing it back in as he spun around, blushing a deep crimson.
"N-no! I did not!" Chuuya slowly went back to looking for suitable pajama's listening to Dazai snicker and chuckle behind his back.
"Chibi's adorable!" Dazai hummed, shifting in the bed to one side and making room for Chuuya, who began to strip into one of Dazai's oversized t-shirts. Deciding he didn't feel like putting on anything else.
Chuuya slid under the covers facing away from Dazai, still calming his flustered face when Dazai tugged him to his chest. Seemingly deciding he'd be the big spoon tonight. He started trying to turn him around, to which Chuuya eventually gave in and flipped over to face Dazai, who hummed happily. "God, you're a big baby." Chuuya huffed though he relaxed curled next to Dazai like this.
"Shhhh, time for sleep!" Dazai spun his fingers into Chuuya's hair as the ginger yawned, letting his eyes flutter shut. He was out in the next handful of minutes. Dazai smiled, closing his eyes as the day came to a close.