Today it took seven inflammatory text messages and the kicker of a lewd selfie to finally get Chuuya to come to him. Dazai sat on a rock and kicked his feet in the sand, expression beatific as Chuuya grabbed him by the front of his shirt. "What," Chuuya snarled,(more) "the FUCK is WRONG with your BRAIN?"
"I was bored," Dazai said as Chuuya shook him once.
"You're a pervert and you're horny," Chuuya let him go and crossed his arms.
"That too." Dazai brushed sand off his trunks and grinned, stepping closer into Chuuya's space and catching his wrist before he could get smacked again. "And I can think of plenty of perverted things for us to do here."
Chuuya curled his lip, but before he could respond there was a muffled noise that came from neither of them. Dazai heard it too, and they both looked at the familiar rocky outcropping.
"I think someone's beaten us to it, this year" Dazai said.
The noises, as it turned out, were a certain familiar pair of ability users busily at work on a public indecency citation.
"They grow up so fast," Dazai said, eyes sparkling as he peeked over the outcropping. "Chuuya-kun, I want a baby."
"God, no. No you don't." Chuuya yanked at the back of Dazai's shirt. "Stop watching them, you pervert."
"Let's make a baby," Dazai grabbed Chuuya by the wrists, eyes sparkling. "I want to get you pregnant!"
"That's not even POSSIBLE-" Chuuya yelped as Dazai slung him over his shoulder. "Shitty Dazai, I'll kill you-! Put me down-!!"
Atsushi lifted his head and Akutagawa's cock slid from his bruised lips. "Did you hear that?" he said, suddenly self-conscious.
Akutagawa brushed his hand through Atsushi's hair and urged his back down. "No," he said. "Don't stop."(less)