(he needs to turn around for a second, he's embarrassed - it's such a rare sight to gift chuuya that he can't even look directly. shy, naked (to his standards), intimacy rushing red across his cheeks. the look chuuya gave him helped nothing to calm his fast-beating heart. at least this is a quick dish, and five minutes later, he returns to the bed to press a lingering kiss to chuuya's cheek.
an attempt to make him as flustered as dazai is as he sets the tray with their breakfast in front of them.)
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an attempt to make him as flustered as dazai is as he sets the tray with their breakfast in front of them.)