Trust and Anxieties (A Soukoku Fanfic)

Promises And Rebuilding Trust

Hello everyone! Just thought I'd update ya'll on the fan name, I've decided to go with LinhTeas, hope you guys like it! Also, SOOOO SORRY FOR THE DELAY! 🙏🏼 I've gone back to school and have been... occupied...! I honestly forgot about this story! LOL! 😅 Anyway, sorry if this chapter seems rushed since I saw impatient comments on the previous chapter... Reminder though guys, I'm a student and sometimes I have to put school before anything else, I'm sure most of you can understand, but I just wanted to say! So yeah, hope you guys enjoy this chapter! FYI: There may be a bit of spice~ 🥴

Chuuya sits there, eyes wide, his hands by his side unable to move. Dazai squeezes him tightly, "Idiot! Of course, I came back...!", his voice shaking slightly as he speaks. Chuuya lets a gasp slip as he slowly brings his hands up to grip Dazai's back, burrowing his face into the brunette's shoulder to muffle his continued cries. Dazai runs his fingers through the other's hair, softly shushing him, "Hey, hey...~ Shhh...~ It's okay...~ It's okay...~". Chuuya exhales shakily as he shakes his head, 

"I didn't think you were going to come back...!" 

Dazai carefully pulls back to gently cup Chuuya's face, "Of course, I was going to come back...! I-!" he pauses for a moment, looking away with guilt as he lets out a deep sigh before looking back into those precious ocean eyes of his beloved, "I'm so sorry, Chuuya... I should have never left...! I promised you that I would never leave you again but I ended up doing exactly that...! I broke my promise... and I'm so, SO, so sorry...!" 

Chuuya can't help but shut his eyes and sob even harder at his partner's heartfelt words. Dazai looks at him with guilt and sadness as he wipes his tears away with his thumbs, "Please don't cry...", he pleads, gently placing a hand behind the other's head again, this time bringing their foreheads together, "I hate seeing you cry...". He closes his eyes as well, inhaling and exhaling in sync with Chuuya who follows him to try and calm down. After a few minutes, Chuuya's breathing finally stabilizes, his tears and sniffles cease, and both open their eyes at the same time, staring into each other's. A loving smile crosses Dazai's face, "Feeling better now...?" 

Chuuya smiles back softly, "Yeah... Thanks..."

Dazai's smile grows as he caresses his cheek, "There's that smile I love and adore so much...~", he leans in to kiss his forehead, in an effort to further comfort the other, "There's no need to thank me...~! You know I'd do anything for you, right...~?" Chuuya responds with a blush, nodding slowly as he glances to the side bashfully. With a small smirk, Dazai leans in again, planting a kiss on his cheek, "You're so cute when you blush...~" As quick as Chuuya's softer side is to emerge, even quicker is his usual sharp and snappy personality! The redhead's expression quickly turns into one of a scowl, though his cheeks are still bright pink, diminishing its intended effect, but a slap to the other's shoulder is enough to get his point across, 

"Shut up...!" The "victim" feigns hurt with a pout, rubbing his shoulder to try and soothe the imaginary "stinging" pain. Chuuya clicks his teeth with annoyance as he turns his head away, a small smile forming on his lips which the other catches, of course, but, not wanting to upset the other further, he refrains from stating a teasing remark. A moment later, without a word, Dazai swiftly scoops Chuuya into his arms bridal-style, off the cold tiled floor, and stands up effortlessly! Like Chuuya weighed nothing, "AH! D-Dazai?? W-What are you-?!", the redhead quickly wraps his arms around the other's neck, clinging to him for fear of falling.

Dazai lets out a hearty laugh, "Relax...~ I've got you~! I just want to take you somewhere more comfortable~! Plus, I'm sure your knees were starting to hurt from having to kneel on such hard flooring, no~?" Chuuya opens his mouth to protest but stops short when he feels small twinges of pain coming from said place. Seems he was so lost in the moment, he hadn't realized the pressure he was putting on his poor knees. Dazai, noticing his lack of protest, chuckles softly, carrying him to their bedroom, gently sets Chuuya down on their bed before sitting down beside him, brushing loose strands of hair out of his face and tucking them behind his ear.