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“Aw, chibikko’s mad!” Large bandaged arms cradled the disgruntled man from behind- his irritation going unnoticed, as the taller man ran his fingers through his fiery boyfriend’s hair. The redhead’s messy curls bounced— as he looked up towards the other man who was smiling as if he had conquered the world. 

“Leave me alone..” Chuuya groaned, exasperation evident within his voice. 

He really wasn’t in the mood right now. Father had spoken to him about marriage; a princess and her family were expected to make a visit in no more than a few days. 

It was supposed to be a date, or as his father has said-- “A chance for you to experience love and finally find the kingdom’s Queen!” pride obvious as he further explained, Chuuya immediately tuning him out. But how the hell was he supposed to fall in love with someone chosen for him? 

(He wanted to search for his love, for his one true soulmate. Someone as special as them was not to be given or presented, but found and fighted for. 

He had always heard tales from his mother, about others finding their significant other. Staying together through hardships and pain as they struggled with the world against them. But there was always gonna be a happily ever after, at least that’s what he hoped for… And, on days like these he really wished that someone, somewhere out there, would be his dearest--)

“Everything will be alright.” a familiar yet soothing voice interrupted his thoughts as he glanced down, to where his lover kneeled. 

Pressing light kisses on his hand, Dazai surveyed his beloved. Caramel eyes crinkled in concentration and sadness and— realisation. He caught nothing more than a mere glimpse, but knew all too well that something was up. 

“Chuuya.” A pair of blue eyes snapped up at the name. (‘His irises were like a long lost sky, he yearned for- someone that would accept him for who he was- someone who would be as welcoming as the sky. But, Chuuya was his world. More than just a sky.’) 

“You know that I'll always love you, right?” He got up, and gently coaxed Chuuya towards his chest, wrapping his arms around the smaller body. A content sigh escaped his lips-- as he looked down and placed a hand, gently cupping his jaw. Bending low, he pressed his lips against the other; pecking a small kiss. 

“Yeah. I know.” 

(-- but before long, he realised that his someone had already found him.)

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“So,” he began-- slowly drawling out his words, “What are you doing here?” 

The sounds of a pen scratching stopped as the sounds of a wooden chair screeching against the floorboards, replaced it. A young prince walked towards the window, the clicking of his shoes echoing in the silence. 

A pause. “Nothing much. Just wanted to check up on your highness.” 

Carefully, he fully unlatched the window as the evening rays flew into the room; light shining upon every small nook and corner they passed. Like a dim light, the sky slowly closed its eyes; while the sun dipped into the waters, signalling the end of a new day.

Looking back, Chuuya resisted a sigh. With most paperwork filled, he still could perhaps spare a little time for Dazai. He glanced out the window, to see his lover boy clinging from the small balcony outside the glass frame.

“Uh-huh, as if I need help-- from someone like you.” replied Chuuya. Smirking, he rested his chin within his folded arms, looking down, superior to the man dangling before him.

Clutching the thin bar, his boyfriend pouted. It quickly turned into a smug grin. 

Chuuya’s eyes narrowed. This was not looking good-- something was up and Dazai would win. Again. Oh no. He wasn’t gonna let him win this time round. ‘Not today, dearest.’

But before he could think twice, Dazai had pushed himself up-- now, using the ledge as a sitting rest. Chuuya mentally smacked himself. ‘Shit. Of course, he would do something like that--’

And tugged his arm, whisking him away from his thoughts. Only to bring their faces closer; now they were a few mere inches apart.

“Hello, love.” Dazai muttered softly, Chuuya only hearing him due to their close proximity. The redhead’s cheeks soon matched his hair, flustered at their immediate closeness. He quickly tried to cover it up, but the damage was done.

“Does it bother you?” Crap.

“Your existence, yes. Quite a lot, in fact.”

--

Dazai was annoyed. 

It had been nearly three days since he had last seen his prince. Three prolonged lengthy days, without his sweetheart, seventy-two painful hours for his love-deprived heart. 

He felt sad and miserable, for he couldn’t live without the other for so very long; it felt like tonnes of bricks collapsing upon him-- only a hundred times worse. The pain could take him away, as his love for his boyfriend could not be compared. *dramatic posing*

So here he was-- rescuing his very dear sweetheart, from the mountains of paperwork he was submerged in.

Huffing, he looked up towards the tall tower, pulling up his sleeves. Hah, this was gonna be easy.

-

Ok, maybe it was a little hard--- but how was he supposed to know that? It looked so much easier before. And now he was stuck. On the side of a very tall building. Without any access to help. ‘Well, shit-’

Wait a second. There, a little higher to the right was a window. Maybe if he could somehow maneuver himself… Yeah. That could work.

‘Perfect.’

-

And now here he was, finally beside his lover. After so very long and through a treacherous journey of climbing and getting lost… and climbing again. At last he was here.

“Does it bother you?” a small grin formed on his lips-- teasing Chuuya was always fun.

“Your existence, yes. Quite a lot, in fact.” he answered quickly. ‘Heh, I saw that blush!’

“But you misse--” he was about to continue before, getting interrupted.

Suddenly, Chuuya smacked him. 

“Ouch! Chuuya what was that for?” he asked pouting, caressing his cheek lightly. 

“For being a dumbass. You should be more careful next time. At least don’t put yourself in such a dangerous situation!” he spoke; his tone light but with a noticeable underlying threat. “Next time won’t be a warning”, he glared at his boyfriend, once more.

“Yes, yes anything for you my love.” Dazai replied nonchalantly. Then feeling the slightest bit sympathetic, Chuuya gently kissed him on the cheek. 

“Aww! Chuuya!”

“Get out, I’ll meet you at the port in an hour or so.”

“Wait-- I need more kisses!”