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ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ 🥂🥡 . dysania
﹙dysania﹚🥂🥡 soukoku — bungou stray dogs. ⟶ current canon ; fluff.
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― dazai stirred. blinking away the sleepiness that clung to his mind and yawning widely, his gaze began at the wall and wandered up to the closest splash of color; a printed polaroid of him and his boyfriend, or, as the world knew him, his partner in crime. a tired smile spread across the man's lips at the picture, it was blurred and the faces within it weren't completely clear; that just gave it all the more meaning of memory.
the boyfriend (or, partner in crime) in question, chuya, was still fast asleep— the slightly older man had never been an early riser. he was clinging tightly to dazai as he remained deep in his slumber, his short arms wrapped around the taller's waist as if he'd disappear if he let go. his abnormally bright ginger hair framed his face like delicate veins of a leaf, highlighting his feminine, delicate features. well, dazai wouldn't describe him as abnormal. personally speaking, he found chuya's unique complexion rather beautiful. that was the first thing that had attracted him to the other— his visible difference, and.. his lack of outward insecurity about it. although there had been times where chuya had faulted himself and broken down in dazai's arms because of how he inwardly viewed himself, on the outside and to the public, he didn't give two shits whether his hair was bright or dark.
'after all, barely anyone really has naturally dark hair.' dazai would always think, whenever he awed chuya for his confidence. 'some people just care more than others do.'
dazai averted his gaze to the ceiling as far as he could, before letting out a soft sigh and turning his body to face his smaller partner. chuya was still peacefully asleep, his chest rising and falling evenly with each slow breath. although he moved and murmured occasionally, his arms still remained firmly around dazai's waist, giving him no route of escape. the younger man rolled his eyes with a quiet chuckle, and he moved closer to give his sleeping boyfriend a chaste kiss on his forehead. chuya stirred at the contact, rising closer to the surface of alertness.
"chuya," dazai whispered softly, lifting a hand and gently running it through the man's smooth ginger locks. "it's time to wake up, sweetheart. the sun has risen."
the sun had indeed begun its ascent into the sky, illuminating the horizon with a golden wash. the cherry trees outside the apartment building claimed the light as their own, casting a gentle komorebi through the window and onto the two partners. dazai's face glowed with the early sunlight, his eyes sparkling slightly as they reopened after each blink.
"chuya," dazai said again, a little louder this time. "come on, silly, you need to get up now."
chuya murmured something indistinct, shifting in his position before giving dazai's waist a gentle squeeze, indicating he was awake.
"good morning," dazai chuckled, threading his hands through the smaller man's hair. "someone doesn't want to get up, huh?"
the ginger let out a soft huff, shaking his head and burying his face in dazai's chest. his head rested in the crook of the taller man's neck, his hair nestling under his chin.
dazai chuckled, running his hand down chuya's neck and beginning to gently massage his shoulders. "i take that as a no."
chuya mumbled incoherently, his small body physically relaxing at the feeling of dazai's hands kneading into his tense muscles. he let out a sigh of relief against the taller's chest, still clinging tightly to his waist.
"you know, i think there's a word for what you're feeling right now," dazai said softly. "dysania. have you ever heard of it?"
chuya slowly shook his head, exhaling tiredly and closing his eyes.
"it's a term that you use for someone who struggles to wake up in the morning," dazai continued, chuckling. "and that's you, isn't it? you never get up early enough."
the ginger groaned in annoyance and lightly hit dazai's arm, huffing and lifting his head up. he looked at dazai from below, his blue eyes glinting in the morning sunlight and his hair falling around his face like a frame.
"i'm not that bad," he mumbled, scowling.
"you are," dazai insisted, laughing quietly. "you don't get up until, like, ten every day. if i didn't force you out of bed in the mornings you'd sleep forever."
"well, maybe i want to sleep forever," chuya huffed.
"no, don't," dazai shook his head. "i'd never get to talk to you again."
chuya paused in contemplation. "oh. i didn't think about that. whatever." with a shrug, he leaned his forehead against dazai's collarbone again, his eyes beginning to fall closed a second time.
"chuya, i already had to wake you up once," dazai warned playfully. "do i need to pick you up to keep you awake?"
"no," chuya groaned. "don't pick me up, you know i hate it."
"you're like a cat," dazai teased, beginning to run his hands across the smaller's sides. "you hate being picked up, you love being cuddled, and you purr."
"i don't purr!" chuya lifted his head, frowning indignantly.
"yes you do!" dazai argued back, laughing. "you do purr when you're happy, especially when we cuddle. just not in the mornings, you're always too tired."
"you're so mean to me," chuya huffed, nuzzling his body against the taller's.
"it's only because i love you," dazai smiled, leaning his face against chuya's hair and breathing in his scent.
"i love you too," chuya mumbled, his eyelids fluttering shut as he fell asleep once again.
dazai noticed his boyfriend had succumbed to his slumber, and chuckled. it was predictable and always likely; only this time he let him rest. in fairness to the ginger, he had overworked too often and dazai knew he would do the same if he were in his shoes.
the younger man laid on his back with his partner lying against his chest, his hands subconsciously running through the other's ginger locks. it was quiet, the only sounds being the chirping of larks and morning birds in the distance, the gentle breeze flying through the blossoms of the sakura, and chuya's even, slow breath.
in the moment, it was peaceful. no matter how strong dysania clung.
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colds ...
☆ toge inumaki x reader . ☆ you take care of toge after he catches a cold .
— carrying a small tray with steaming tea and a bowl of white rice, you entered toge's dorm room after nothing more than a quiet "salmon" after your knock.
upon sliding the shoji door open, you saw toge in a bundle of blankets on his bed, his pale hair fluffed up around his face and framing his half-lidded eyes.
"hey," you said quietly, avoiding interrupting the quiet atmosphere. approaching the second-year's bed and carefully sitting by him, you set the tray down next to your seat and took the cup of tea in your hands.
you expected a soft reply from toge, but the sick teen barely gave you a nod. he just blinked in acknowledgement, silently appreciating your presence.
"overdid it again?" you asked. toge shifted his head to the side a little, seeming embarrassed by his shortcoming. eventually shaking his head in disagreement, he gave you a strained murmur;
"kelp."
you hummed in reply, your gaze returning to the steaming cup of tea in your hands. having known toge as your partner for long enough now, you understood what his neutral reply really meant.
"a cold, huh," you muttered, turning to look back at toge. "how unfortunate. i'm sorry to hear that."
"cod roe," was the crackly, hoarse response from the similarly-aged teen. he pointed at the cup of tea in your hands, seemingly requesting to drink it.
"no, it's all mine," you grinned, obviously teasing. the pale-haired boy retaliated by lightly thwacking you over the head with a nearby pillow, causing you to laugh.
"hey, hey! i was kidding! i would never bring one cup of tea if i was planning to drink some," you chuckled. "here."
toge gratefully took the cup once you offered it to him, pulling the zipper down on his hood and putting his lips to the rim.
"it's still hot, so be careful, alright?" you advised, shuffling over to sit next to the shorter boy and putting a careful arm around his shoulders.
toge let out a soft hum as he slowly sipped from the steaming cup, smiling slightly at the taste. it was matcha tea, something you had already figured out was his favorite by the amount of times he'd picked it out in the mornings.
"tuna," he rasped in thanks, looking at you with a soft light in his eyes.
"no problem, silly," you chuckled.
both of you fell into relative silence, toge eventually resting his head on your shoulder once his teacup was empty. his hair, albeit messy, was fluffy to the touch and tickled the crook of your neck.
it was peaceful, occasional chatter and hubbub passing by outside the dorm room and across the corridor, but the room itself was calm.
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what the fuck asagiri
(spoilers)
teruko of all people. why would you do that to my girl.
rough day ...
☆ kento nanami x reader . ☆ he comforts you after a difficult work day .
― "hey," you called quietly as you twisted the knob in your apartment door and closed it. taking a short glance at the doorknob as it glinted slightly in the dim ceiling light's embrace, not even the distortion of your reflection could hide your exhaustion. you sighed, dropping your coat on the floor and not even bothering to place your shoes in their normal spot next to your fiancé's. instead you kicked them off, not giving a damn about where they were scattered to.
your fiancé hadn't heard you arrive home as of yet, though his silhouette was immediately noticeable blotted against the bleeding sunset as he stood outside on the balcony, a steaming cup of what was most likely tea in his hands.
instead of using words, since that wasn't exactly your favorite idea at the given time, you stepped through the sliding glass door and wrapped your arms around his waist- giving him a soft squeeze to make him aware of your presence.
"oh, welcome back," he soon spoke to you, feeling you loosen your hold around him as he turned his body to face you. he set his cup aside on the small terrace table nearby, before locking his strong arms around your much smaller body and lifting you up. you immediately reciprocated with your legs resting around his hips, and you laid your head on his sturdy shoulder.
"rough day?" he asked softly, to which you left a simple murmur in response. that was all he needed for confirmation- he transferred you to his left arm, his hand and forearm supporting the backs of your legs as he took his cup back into his spare hand and stepped inside the apartment.
tipping the remainder of his tea into the sink and leaving the now-empty beverage holder on the counter, he carried you effortlessly as you clung to him like a koala to a branch. eventually reaching your shared bedroom and sitting down on the edge of it, he ran his hands up and down your spine in a comforting motion.
"do you want to talk about it?" he questioned, his voice low and deep- enough to envelop you in a stateless blanket of warmth. after receiving his wordless answer, a slight negative shake of your head, he exhaled through his nose and nodded in understanding.
"i get it," he hummed, carefully adjusting himself to be able to lean back and lie against the soft covers and pillows adorning your shared bed, allowing you to rest on top of him. your small limbs surrounded his hulking, muscular body, as your head remained comfortably against his collarbone.
the pair of you laid in relative, comfortable silence for a while, him occasionally reaching to run a large yet gentle hand through your hair as his fingers threaded through the strands and curls. eventually you decided to break the silence, with a quiet phrase.
"i love you," you mumbled, causing a smile to grace his usually-unmoving features. his small dimples poked his cheeks as his eyes crinkled like little crescent moons, the attributes nobody but you got to see.
"i love you too," he replied quietly, giving you a gentle squeeze with his arms that were wrapped around you, before leaning forward and placing a kiss to your forehead.
it had been a rough day, but it wasn't all bad if this was how it would end.
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