Soukoku One - Shots

Mini Prompts #1

"Light my Cigarette?"

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"Chuuya?" The brunette asked as he pulled out a cigarette. 

"What is it mackerel?"  He asked lighting his own.

"Can I borrow your lighter?" He asked patting down his pockets in confusion.

"Not my fault you lost yours."  The redhead snickered.

"Chuuya." 

"Hmm?" He looked back to the taller male.

"Light my Cigarette?" Dazai was now inches away from Chuuya, cigarette in mouth and plane expression. He held out his cigarette to the fiery end of the others burning tube. He lit it and Pulled away leaving a still surprised Chuuya. 

"Merci Mon amour" The brunette said and winked.

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"Even now, I want to kiss you."

Chuuya has a fever.

The matted hair was brushed away as cool fingers replaced the space for the warm sweaty forehead. 

"Your burning up Chuu. You sure you don't want me to call Mori-sensei?" The Brunette said he took away his cold hand.

The Ginger groaned before commenting, "That crack doctor wont do anything but annoy me." He shivered after the retort and sighed.

Dazai snickered at the redheads response.  "Do you need another blanket?" He asked walking to the door way. Chuuya nodded reluctantly. Dazai left the room to grab yet another blanket. This is the fourth blanket he's asked for. He's been running a fever since last night after forgetting his umbrella the day of a record breaking snow-storm. The Brunette sighed at his boyfriend's incompetence. He walked back to the bed room from the hallway closet were the extra blankets and cots were kept. 

When he entered the room, the smaller male was already asleep. Dazai smiled as he sat down beside his dearest. Even sick, Chuuya's sleeping face was astonishing. 

"Even now, I want to kiss you." He entangled there fingers and laid his head down. "Get better soon Kitten."

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"I just realized that I'm in love with you, and it feels fantastic."

I don't know what to put here 

Elated. I felt light and happy and blissful. The euphoric feeling was fuzzy and warm and it warmed my whole body as I thought of him. I turned to the clock. Its bright red numbers read 2:37 AM. I sighed and wiped my face.

Maybe it was the feeling of loneliness or nostalgic memories coming to mind. Either way, only he came to mind. I smiled once again. He didn't leave my mind as I laid in the warm futon. Groaning, I walked outside to smoke. I walked out with only my pants on. I closed my eyes letting smoke flow from my lips.  I remember when he would stand beside me, peacefully smoking. I remember the look of the smoke flowing from his lips. Pink and soft-looking. I wanted to ki-

No! What's gotten into me? I rubbed out the fiery tip and wiped my hand over my face. Walking back in, I went into the kitchen. I opened the pantry and made tea. I sat down on the small couch in the living room. I sat to think.

What is this feeling. This feeling his image stirred up in me? Warm and Light, and safe. It was addicting. That's when I knew, I had to see him. 

I woke up. It was an off day for me so I could act out my plan from last night.

I walked out, and onto the street. The old apartments were I used to live.I was sure he was there, He's so dedicated to them, after all. I went to his assigned apartment and knocked. I was puzzled at this nervousness that grew as i walked here. I had been so long since I've seen him too, and I never properly said goodbye. I heard the turn of the knob and I smiled widely.

"ch-

"Huh? Mackerel, why are you here?" He sounded almost angry , but baffled. I figited with my fingers, I didn't think this far ahead.

"Chuuya! Long time no see." I said.

"Why are you here." He asked again. Agitated.

"I just missed you!" I waved my hands around.

"Why. Are. You. Here." His voice was cold. He truly hated me. 

I sighed and gave up. I really didn't know how to respond. "Chuuya. I-" I looked down at my hands and back up to the small ginger in-front of me. And I knew. 

"Hey! What are yo-" I held his body tightly to mine. He was close and he felt warm.  I felt his breath, could smell his sent and hear his heart almost. His scent was sweet and intoxicating.

We stood like that for a few minutes like that. He sighed and spoke. "Do you want to come in?" He asked. I nodded into his shoulder. He pulled away and led me in. I ttok of the tan over coat and continued. He closed the door and walked into his kitchen. Soon he came back with two glasses of warm tea. 

"So why are you here Dazai?" He asked, this time softly. 

"I really did miss you Chuuya." He hummed in response. "I was thinking about old times last night. And I starting thinking of you and..here I am. I dunno." I took a sip of the warm drink and looked into it. I felt his blue eyes on me as I spoke. "Do you, do you ever think of me, Chuuya?" I asked looking up. 

He hesitated and answered. "...Yeah." My eyes seemed to widen at the response. I looked back down with a soft smile. "Mainly out of Anger. Sometimes when I'm troubled. ...But I think about you a lot when I'm hurt." He took a sip from his glass.

"Chuuya..." I looked back at him.I was a little shocked. "I'm no doctor so why-"

"Not like that." He paused. " When I'm weak, when I feel like crying, when I want to give up, and when I want to stop trying. And when I think of you,it hurts even more." He stopped making eye contact. "So yeah, I do think about you."

"Why...Why do I cause so much pain." I asked, more to myself. 

"Because You left. You were someone who I knew better than myself. I could tell what you wanted to do, just by the way you breathed. You were someone who made me experience so many new things. Someone who I relied on. You were the one person I could trust , and you left. You said nothings to me, just left." He clutched the tea glass, and his face twisted. "And it hurt, I hurt so God. Damn. Much. and I just didn't know how to respond. So I shoved all the pain together and turned it to anger and fuel."  A tear trickled down his face.  

I set down the tea and hugged him again. "I missed you so much Dazai." His tears stained my shirt wet. After some time, he looked back up at me. And he smiled. That smile, sweet despite the evidence of crying all over his face. That simple smile brought back that feeling, that addicting feeling. Warm, and cozy, and happy, something that seemed unknown to me. I never thought I would feel this way to feel lo-

"Why are you smiling to much?" He asked in his usual agitated tone. 

"I just realized that I'm in love with you, and it feels fantastic."

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This is just a collection of smaller one ones not worth a whole upload. They were to short in my opinion. That last one was a bit long and i wondered if should have put it on its own upload, but it's still here so. 

Sorry for any spelling/Grammar mistakes. Please let me know your thoughts or opinions. Do you Like the multi minis?