Bungo stray dogs One Shots

Fyogol - Attention

Gogol was hanging down. Not in a Dazai kind of way but with his head first on the sofa.

"I'm so booooored~", cried the grown man. His silver hair was laying on the ground shimmering in the sunlight that came through the little window.

"Dos~ I'm bored", he cried out louder since the black haired male seemed to overheard him. Though he didn't react either. Only silence filled the room.

"Did you know that there are billions and billions of rats in the world? Apparently in China there are about two billion rats! Isn't that crazy~?", the silver haired male continued "and I just happened to find the only one that fits me~". He lovingly smiled at the black haired male.

Fyodor turned around lifting an eyebrow. "So you say I am the same as such pitiful being?.

"Would you rather be a human~?"

"No", the Russian immediately answered. "I would rather be addressed as a god".

"Oh because of your outstanding looooooks~?". The attempt to flirt was met with silence again.

"Dos you are too cold to me. It's as if ice is piercing through me! My heart is split in two as my body was. On the one hand I want to stay with you love you and annoy you. On the other hand I want to go away from this uncertain feeling this limitation of freedom. Oh how difficult life is!", Nikolai sank deeper into the sofa dramatically placing a hand over his forehead and sighing.

Silence again.

Nikolai jumped up from his unusual seat. "Unfair! I'm telling you about my feeling", he states while dramatically wiping away a fake tear, "and you don't say anything! Don't you love me?".

Fyodor was well acquainted with these outbursts. Afterall his boyfriend tended to be a teeny tiny bit over dramatic. But just a bit of course. He rolled his purple eyes and turned towards the silver haired male laying on the ground stating quotes of Hamlet. Over dramatic.

"And what should I do against your boredom?"

"You want to be named god. Find that out yourself! Or are you no real god~?" the clown questioned.

Fyodor hated it when he questioned his behavior but he also knew that this clown was not following any rules. Nikolais greatest goal was to reach to ultimate freedom. That was why he joined the decay of Angles after all. And Nikolai took great pleasure into annoying others. This sadistic bastards just tried to get Fyodor out of his calm all the time. Not that he would give in and would start ranting. He was no sinful and weak human.

He took a small breath and stood up.

His puple eyes looked down on his boyfriend who just smirked. Nikolai knew exactly that he could get some attention by questioning Fyodors complex with being a got. Fyodor of course thought he was just being sadistic. That was also part of it but also a good way of grabbing attention. The clown was again like with many things cut between to opinion or parts.

The male with shorter black hair then sat down on the sofa.

Was that it? No attention? Nikolai thought. He sat on the ground perplexed.

However as Nikolai knew how to easily get attention Fyodor also knew how to easily satisfy his boyfriend. And this satisfaction was nothing dirty as one could think.

Nikolai was a murder. He was an extremely smart and dangerous individual that could come off as goofy but murder you in the next second. He was sane. He knew what he was doing and even sometimes regretted it unlike Fyodor.

And this extremely dangerous individual was surprisingly easy to satisfy. If bored or overly emotional Fyodor just had to cuddle him.

The rat wasn't very fond of hugs. Sometimes he would use his ability if people tried to hug or even touch him. He was a god and no one should touch a higher being. Nikolai was an exception. Fyodor was still not fond of hugs but with Nikolai they were at least tolerable.

So without much effort he just spread out his arms giving his boyfriend a sign that he now had the permission to touch him. Not that Nikolai would care about having a permission in the first place.

With a big sprint he landed in the arms of the black haired male while smiling and looking up into his purple eyes.

They both just sat there for a while enjoying the others presence.

Fyodor was slowly dozing off but then was woken up by a loud scream. How unpleasant.

"Oh my go... no! Oh my Fyodor!" Nikolai screamed out right next to the Russians ear while smiling and looking at him. This ball of pure energy couldn't be kept still for even the slightest moment.

"You can't spell Fyodor without a D! Wanna have another one~?". Nikolai wiggled his eyebrows.

The flirtatious attempt was met with a pillow right into the silver haired males face.

"No"

"Oh come on! Don't be a boomer! I haven't even said if it was mine or if I would teleport one~"

"You would do that?" Fyodor looked into Nikolais eyes. He was extremely cold and terrifying. Quiznack he was always grumpy when someone would wake him up. Right now he wasn't implying sex but something that involved a knife and very much pain. A situation Nikolai didn't want to imagine. He would better stay silent for now.

Again silence filled the room.

Fyodor once again relaxed and enjoyed the small relax time that he had.

Nikolai on the other hand was bored. Like how can normal people sit down for 5 minutes without doing anything?! Something he couldn't relate to.

Nikolai was smart. But without something to do he would turn into a squirrel that had drugs, coffee, energy drink and these pills that made you awake again. Nothing good to imagine.

He was about to become insane when he found a magazine. Nothing special just rumors and everything. Fyodor liked those magazines since it made him see how "ridiculous and stupid these lowly mammals were". Nikolai wasn't interested in rumors it just bored him. The thing that interested him was on the back. A crossword puzzle! A real savior for the man who was madly in love with puzzles and a certain Russian.

Fyodor rolled his eyes. Good thing there was a magazine. If Nikolai had gotten energetic again he would have probably committed a murder. And it wasn't even 6 minutes after their little arguing.

After a while Fyodor felt a little hungry so he shifted under Nikolais weight and laid him on the sofa while standing up. Nikolai huffed at the loss of warmth and human contact.

Fyodor then went into the kitchen. Before entering he sneezed. He should probably get a blanket after he got the food.

"Rat a-choo ouille" came a whisper from the sofa.

Both of them stood there in silence. Nikolai was getting ready for another glare but it was worth it.

Surprisingly he was met with a chuckle. And then an adorable laugh (which is debatable for some people since it could also be identified as a serial killer laugh). Nikolai couldn't do anything but stare at the face of his laughing boyfriend.

How adorable.

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So this oneshot was requested by @lookingghosts. Thank you so much for requesting I completely forgot these dorks. Please don't hate a ship and just skip it if you don't like it :) sorry for updating so late ( ._.)

This was actually so much fun to write even though I have no idea if the characters were accurate so I may as well write some more uwu

Also I want to thank everyone for voting and commenting or even just adding my story into their lists. It's so nice to see that at least some people enjoy my crappy writing and it really makes me happy. Anyway I will now go onto the next request so stay tuned owo