Fluff, slight angst (10+, swearing)

738 words

idk

7/12/21

Chuuya let an exasperated sigh leave his lips as he opened the door to his home. He expected his lover to be lounging on the couch, immediately turning his head to the door and asking, "What's for dinner?"

But instead, he was surprised. Dazai was whistling to himself, chopping tomatoes and scraping it into a little red bowl. There was dough in the oven, a golden brown tint to it with red tomato sauce and cheese on top.

The redhead hung his overcoat on his hanger and walked behind the busy brunette. "What are you doing? Are you cooking...?" Chuuya asked skeptically, peeking into the oven. After all, Dazai wasn't that good at using appliances.

"Yeah! I made dinner and I even made you a bubble bath!" The brunette said cheerfully, pointing to the bathroom.

The older male raised an eyebrow. "Okay, what did you do to my slacker husband?" Chuuya asked jokingly, punching his husband playfully.

"I just... wanted to step up. Now, go take your bath." Dazai said, pausing for a second before letting a smile overtake his face.

The older male squinted before walking into the bathroom, seeing a bath full of water and little bubbles on top. Chuuya stripped off his clothes and gently lowered himself into the bathtub, relaxing his muscles. 

"What has gotten into Dazai?" The redhead mumbled gently, lowering his head into the water.

As soon as he finished his bath, he drained out the water and wrapped a towel around his waist. He peeked into the dining room and saw the brunette cutting the pizza, putting it on the plates with nice silverware around his. What had gotten into his husband?

The redhead walked back into the room, quickly putting a pair of sweatpants on, leaving his chest bare. "Hey." Chuuya walked out, ruffling his hair gently.

Dazai turned around with a huge grin plastered on his face. "I finished dinner!"

Chuuya ate in silence. The brunette had finished way earlier than him and excused himself to their bedroom. The redhead couldn't even help but notice that something definitely seemed off with the idiotic bandage device.

Chuuya threw down his fork when he was done and stomped into the room, slamming the door open. "What the hell is wrong with you?" He shouted, walking over to Dazai. The brunette was laying on the bed with his arm on his eyes, blocking his vision.

The younger male groaned and put his body upright. "Chibi, what do you need?" Dazai asked groggily.

"What is wrong with you? You weren't slacking off, you weren't lying down, you weren't complaining or whining. What the fuck is happening?" Chuuya shouted, extending his hands out in an exasperated way.

The brunette turned away and frowned. "I don't know. I just realized. What have I been doing this whole time?" Dazai said.

"Where is this coming from?" The redhead asked, walking over to the brunette and laying next to him.

Chuuya tucked himself under Dazai's arm and looked up to him lovingly. The younger male looked down and met his blue eyes, his own eyes softening. 

"When I was being lazy at work, Kunikida was yelling at me about slacking off." 

"What does this have to do with your change in behavior?" The redhead asked, scooting a bit closer to the brunette.

The younger male wrapped his other arm around his lover, moving his body to the side to make the position more comfortable. "He told me, 'I don't get how you even have a husband when you're lazy.' I guess it just hit me that... I haven't been doing that much for you. I've just been slacking off and not doing anything for you. No romantic dinners, I pawn all my responsibilities onto you, and I annoy you a lot." Dazai said, softly mumbling into his lover's red hair.

Chuuya brought him closer and buried his head into his chest. "I don't care about that. The only thing that's important to me is that you're here with me. That's all I wanted. Because when I'm sad, you're here to give me kisses and hug me for the whole day, when I'm happy, you're here to celebrate with me and when I'm really frustrated then you're here to make me forget about it."

"You mean by having se-"

"Not now." Chuuya said, attempting to pull him closer but failing.

Dazai gently kissed the top of Chuuya's head and smiled. "I love you, Chuuya."