Soukoku One - Shots

Whiskey and Wine

"I remember kissing you. Why do I remember kissing you?"

Dazai wakes up with a hangover and a faint feeling of soft lips.

Fluff?

Ginger and blue flashed in my mind. I felt warm and safe, it felt...nice.

I woke up to the sun. It shone brightly, ya know for a Monday that it. I sat up groggily and rubbed my head. It was sore from last night and i wanted to puke. Last night, what happened exactly. My fingers were brought to my lips as a warm sensation seemed to linger. And with that feeling came a name.

"Chuuya..." I caught myself smiling as my face heated. I shook my face and slapped my cheeks in a whine. I groaned and got up. I put on my dress shirt and black slacks and suit jacket. The usual for work. I exited my apartment and made my way to the Port Mafia HQ. It was a short taxi drive away as I was greeted with an angry chibi partner. 

You need to try better than that. This is the mafia. Ok get in pairs and spar!" The angry redhead shouted at the trainees. It seemed cruel on the outside, but truly he cared the most. I chuckled at the thought.

"Aw, Chibi go easy on them. Not everyone is the best martial artist in the mafia~" I pointed out to his surprise. When he heard my voice he shot his head toward me with wide eyes and simply walked away. No smart comment. No yelling. No attack. Just walking away, calmly. it was surprising to say the least. 

It seamed to be like that all day. I would walk up on him and mention something and he would walk away, sometimes nodding or stuttering a yes or no. It was confusing and even became frustrating. Something was definitely bothering him, and I needed to find out, Because he's my partner, nothing more, nothing less. 

"Chuuya~" I said popping up behind him very cautiously. 

He jumped and let out a shriek. "W-What is it, Dazai?!"  He stampered. His voice was an octave higher than usual.  It was cute.

"Why are You Avoiding me Chibi?~" I said calmly. Inside I was deeply concerned. He acted the same around everyone but him. Did I do something last night? 

"I-I'm not avoiding you. No, Not at all!" His hands waved frantically, and his face was warm. I put my hand to it, feeling the heat of his reddened face."w-what are you doing?" He pulled his face away and my hand became cold.

"Yes you are. Normally, you would have yelled at me and cursed me and punched me for scaring you, But today...today you just seem like you want to get away from me as soon as possible." My voice became soft."Did I...Did I do something last night, something to make you uncomfortable?" I must have sound desperate in the moment. 

He turned his head from me, seeming puzzled on what to say. Suddenly my head pounded again and I groaned."You must have had a lot to drink last night." He said. His voice was queit and almost sad.

"Yeah, I guess so."  I rubbed my head I looked at the smaller man who seemed to smile to himself,a sad smile. He was thinking to himself. 

"Hey Dazai?" He asked.

"Yes?" 

"What do you remember from last night?" He looked down at the question, his face still flushed.

The sensation hit again My Lips felt warm and a feeling of happiness lingered in my. "I-I remember kissing you." His eyes became wide as he still looked down. "Chuuya, why do I remember kissing you?" I asked. I held his hands and tried looking into his cerebral eyes

"because last night...you kissed me. You were drunk, I was drunk. It's fine if you want to forget all about it. I haven't told anyone and I won't." He took his small hands out of mine and turned to walk away.

"Wait!" I said grabbing onto his wrist. He spun around to look at me. "A-Am I that bad of a kisser?" I asked holding tight. 

He chuckled then walked back to me holding one of my hands with his two small and warm ones, and looked at them. "No..No your not." 

I lifted my free hand to cup his cheek, he looked up and I leaned down. I closed my eyes as I brought our lips together.  It was slow and sweet. It became soon became passionate as I slipped my tongue into his mouth winning in dominance and roamed the warm cavern. I ran my fingers through his ginger hair and he gripped tightly to my back. After a few minutes we pulled away for a breath, panting with saliva dripped from out mouths. 

He wiped his mouth and smiled hugging me tightly. "I love you mackerel."

"I love you too...slug. 

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