"Is this another one of your shitty jokes that I don't understand?"

"No, I'm fully serious."

"...what the fuck, Dazai."

The redhead stares up at the taller man in shock and confusion.

"...why?"

"Because you're my hero."

"..."

"And shouldn't a hero administer a True Love's Kiss?"

The ex-partners rehashed on when Dazai had conspired with Shibusawa and Dostoyevsky, and got himself stabbed and poisoned. However, he planned ahead, putting an antidote in his mouth that would later be popped open by a punch from Chuuya.

However, upon recollection, Dazai brings up that a punch was not the way he wanted to be saved; rather, he wanted to be saved by their touching of lips.

Which, of course, Chuuya found preposterous.

"I would not be able to break the antidote with a kiss, you idiot. Especially while in Corruption. I can't even control myself while using Corruption to begin with. You should know that by now."

Dazai smirks at him. "You say that, and yet you managed to restrain yourself enough to not kill me with a punch."

Not to mention cry out Dazai's name.

But Dazai was not conscious to hear that. Which Chuuya was relieved about.

"I'm the only person who can make you feel human. Perhaps you are still awake in Corruption, thanks to me. Ufufu, what would you ever do without me~?"

Chuuya kicks the brunette in the shin upon that comment.

"Shut up, asshole. I'm just fine without you."

"Tell yourself whatever you need to…"

Dazai puts two fingers under the shorter man's chin.

"...my prince."

Chuuya's face flushes and it suddenly becomes ten times harder to look Dazai in the eye.

"S-stop calling me that, shitty Dazai...it's gross as fuck."

Dazai smirks again and steps closer to Chuuya.

"You're cute when you get all embarrassed."

He puts a hand on the side of Chuuya's face, reminiscent of the day they had been discussing.

"Besides, that is what you are: my prince. You so gallantly came to my rescue and saved me from the poison afflicted upon me. You're my hero~"

Chuuya pouts.

"The only thing missing is the kiss I should've received to wake up~"

Chuuya clenches his fists as the red in his face deepens.

"After all, all Snow White needs is one little kiss~"

The barely-there tone Dazai speaks in. The way he leans up close to him. His finger against his lip. The smirk on his face. It all adds up to be more intoxicating than any poison that Snow White could've been given.

"You really want a kiss that bad, huh? You're so needy, y'know that, Dazai?"

And in one swift motion, Chuuya grabs the brunette by the bolo tie and yanks him into a sudden kiss, rough yet chaste. It ends as suddenly as it began.

Chuuya gazes into Dazai's eyes, fogged with fluster.

"Chuu--"

"Shut up."

The redhead orders, and he pulls the man into another kiss. And another, and another, until the two are gasping for air.

Chuuya looks up into Dazai's eyes again. His entire face is red, and his mouth is ever so slightly open, in shock.

He smirks and parrots back what his ex-partner had said earlier.

"You're cute when you get all embarrassed."

The redhead laughs as he plays with a tendril of brown hair.

"I do hope that was to your satisfaction."

He lets go of Dazai and begins to walk away, until he turns to look at him.

"Now, you begged me for a kiss because you expected one from me. You held me in your lap for hours, and then left to go back to your Agency buddies after I woke up, leaving my hand reaching out towards you, wanting more."

He smirks.

"Will you give me what I want, like I did for you?"

The taller man swallows and lets his face cool down before he gives a lascivious grin to the shorter.

"Anything for you, my prince~"