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{--Not me here, debating giving Chuuya his own main blog since he's basically taken over and shoved everyone else out for the past few weeks.--}

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Chuuya’s so funny because he literally shows up to do the bare minimum (unless Dazai is involved).

Like mfkr, you’re the strongest person in the world, what do you mean “oh no! he sliced through the helicopter blades! What are we going to do?!”

Your power is near limitless. Take your pick of defensive techniques. Throw him to space. Grind him to dust. Carry the helicopter away???

Why are you making people jump out of planes and sacrifice their lives when you can juggle the opps until their brains are mush?

He’s like “Mori said let them on the helicopter. I did my part.”

“Oh no; that kid and that guy from that place that Dazai occasionally volunteers at are strapped to bombs?” … “Well it’s my day off so more power to them.” ✌🏼

The absolute bare minimum. He’s so funny.

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I CANNOT BREATHE WITHOUT YOU BEING RIGHT BY MY SIDE I'LL DIE THE MOMENT WHEN I CLOSE MY EYES ALL I SEE IS RED LIGHTS

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{--They're soulhates your honor.--}

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Good fucking grief. He can't even be gone five days on a job without that idiot blowing up his phone with harassing drunk texts. This is why he always ghosts his ass.

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{--Not me out here, debating making a SCUM verse for Chuuya.

I mean, come on, a prison island where they air-drop in convicts to survive and fight each other and zombies to the death for reality TV blood sport entertainment? Dazai and Chuuya would fucking THRIVE.--}

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Dazai 'what-is-personal-space-when-it-comes-to-chuuya' Osamu

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" Chuuya isn't a vampire. He never was to begin with. "

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Arahabaki

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He growls low in his throat, muttering under his breath, "pretty sure not breathing is your job, not mine, you suicidal maniac." Likely Dazai heard him, but there was also a decent chance that it was too quiet to pick up.

More loudly, he barks out a lengthened "Huh?", eyes narrowing and the corners of his face twitching with irritation. "Tch. More like you can't wait to make me find them and beat the crap out of people for you."

Even as he complains, he's already walking ahead, but not because Dazai told him to. He might hate the bastard he's forced to work with, but he's still a professional. He'll get the job done, Dazai or not.

Of course, he's also still under obligation to snarl over his shoulder, "And I'm not your damn dog!"

"You know what? I change my mind. I think you'd be much more entertaining if you just stopped talking. Maybe if you breathed less too." He rolls his eyes, keeping his hands in his pockets. Part of him knows that's a lie, not that he'd admit that to the damn slug's face.

Dazai's lips purse into a thin line, scanning the area. Their informant should be around here somewhere. And if something had happened to the informant before they got here, he's sure he wouldn't hear the end of it.

He gives an indignant noise in the back of his throat, brows knitting as he starts walking a little quicker. They shouldn't even be that hard to spot. "Here's to hoping someone didn't make it here before we did." He mutters, dark gaze narrowing. "Because I really don't feel like playing 'find-the-hostage' game right now."

He stops and turns his attention to Chuuya, straightening some. "Why don't you be a good dog and scout ahead while I try calling them? It's the least you could do."

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"And why in the hell would I do that, asshole?" he sneers between gritted teeth, glaring at Dazai's back as they walk.

If looks could kill, the bastard would have gotten his wish a long time ago. A quick, merciful end. Arguably much more merciful than he rightly deserved.

"I'm not your damn trick pony, and compared to you, I'm completely normal." Which wasn't really saying much. Most people were normal compared to Dazai.

He's all but certain the little bit about the Boss was Dazai just parroting his words back at him, playing the I can use your words against you too game, and he really didn't care for it, but he wasn't about to draw attention to it and feed his stupid game either.

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He just deadpans at Dazai with the most unimpressed look. "Meeting you at any time in your life is a strange and frankly uncomfortable experience. I don't know how meeting you any other time would somehow be any different."

A heaved sigh comes from the brunet as he looks over at Chuuya. He doesn't know why he keeps trying to make talk like this when they're out on the job. Chuuya was starting to become predictable, and quite frankly, boring.

"You could at least pretend or make some snide comment once in a while. It'd be way more entertaining." Dazai sticks out his tongue briefly before starting to walk. "Don't worry, though, because you were always weird too. I could've been put with literally anyone else, but Boss' orders are law or whatever." A yawn as he glances over his shoulder at the other Executive. He's over this already.

"Keep up because I'm not going to wait on you."

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‘you met me at a very strange time in my life.’ ( dazai @ chuuya )

He just deadpans at Dazai with the most unimpressed look.

"Meeting you at any time in your life is a strange and frankly uncomfortable experience. I don't know how meeting you any other time would somehow be any different."

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The forced grin is quick to disappear under exasperation when Dazai finally speaks, the corner of his eye twitching and lips turning down into a deep frown.

"Lay off the stupid nickname, would ya?" He had half a mind to slug Dazai for it and only just enough restraint not to go ahead and do it. Unless he kept pushing. That jackass always had to say something about his gods damned height.

Hands shoved into his pockets now that they were free of the gift he'd brought, but he didn't mind either way if Dazai laughed or actually cried over the stupid thing. He'd take either reaction at this point.

"What, you actually got me something too?" Its hard to tell if he sounds surprised or just annoyed. "I think I'm almost afraid to say 'yes'."

Dazai goes completely rigid from that tap, not exactly wanting to turn around. Because part of him knows that deep down, Chuuya probably has something. Whether it be a handful of something he wants to shove in his face or a punch or something--

But when he turns his head, he's met with a forced grin and a growl. He glances his partner over, not exactly surprised with the display. He doesn't speak until Chuuya is done, though, listening to every word he says.

Mori said to get him something? He guesses he shouldn't be too surprised. Considering their current arrangement and all. He had gotten the other something too, but it currently wasn't on him.

When he commits to fully turning to face Chuuya, he takes the envelop, head tilting the slightest bit. He looks between it and the redhead for a moment, one brow quirking.

Yet, he opens it without a moment of hesitation.

There's a long beat of silence as he reads it, expression blank at first. And then that silence is broken by something that sounds like a gasp at first. And then a sob before it dissolves into giggling and a wide grin that he's clearly trying to fight back.

He loses that battle pretty quickly as he spirals into loud laughter, tears welling in the corner of his eyes from the force of it as he doubles over. He holds the "award" to his chest, his whole being shaking as he reaches to hold onto a wall with his free hand.

How long had it been since he'd laughed like this? It seems like ages.

When he's finally able to temper himself, he wipes his eyes, still grinning and giggling a bit. "Thank you, Chibi. It's the best thing I've received all year." He breathes out something of a hum, feeling the weight of his current stress lifting from his chest. "Do you want yours now or later?"

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Stares long and hard at Chuuya. "Yer my son now." It's not a question, or an offer, it's a statement. He's dead serious.

He can't help but blink and stare for the longest time, before drawling out a long, low, "O-ooooookaaaaaay?"

That's a fucking weird thing to say from someone he barely knew. And the last time someone showed up declaring themselves family wasn't exactly an incident he cared to repeat, wrinkling his nose with a visible grimace.

"Actually... with all due respect, I'm really not interested in whatever you're selling."

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Guess what, Chuuya? He's back to be a pest. Again. As if that ever stops. A thoughtful hum is given as dark eyes scan Chuuya over before he steps closer, lips pursed at first before Dazai opens his mouth to speak. "You know, I'm really sorry for the way I treated you," a pause before sighing and frowning. "I was an awful dog owner, I should've got you treats and a nice leash for that collar around your neck."

Another beat and a grin. "That can still be fixed! I saw this really nice leather leash the other day that would look great on you."

From the moment Dazai first speaks, Chuuya is already giving him the most unimpressed look he can possibly muster. He hears the apology, and already knows its a gods damned farce, as most things with Dazai are, especially when he starts off trying to sound sincere.

He knows better though. This is Dazai. "Sincerity" is always the bait to a trap, a barb just eagerly waiting on the tip of his tongue, and now is no exception.

"Oh, really?" His tone is that of mock-interest, winding up for a barbed comment of his own. "Fuck it. I'm game. I'd love for you to show me where this leather leash you like so much is. I bet it'd do real nice as something to strangle you with."

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Yoinks on Chuuya's ponytail to get his attention. Yoinkyoinkyoink. "Chuuuyaaaaaa..." He's still contemplating running.

Well, he's better start running fast then. Or start dodging. He immediately growls as his head gets tugged back by his hair. By the third yoink, he's swiveling on his heel at break-neck speed, swinging an arm to slug Dazai as hard as he can.

"Lay off my hair, asshole!"