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Chuuya comes home, barely keeping his eyes open. Soaked through the bone, not of the rain, but tiredness and the sweet, sweet pull of sleep.
He does not greet Dazai when he enters, and it's instantly noticed. Dazai approaches him, takes Chuuya's hands and leads him to the bathroom. He knows his partner is tired. There's no need for words.
In an attempt to make Chuuya feel better, Dazai draws a warm bubbly bath for Chuuya that he knows the redhead loves .
He undresses Chuuya and guides him gently to the bath. When Chuuya settles, he undresses quickly and joins the other.
When they're both submerged in water, Dazai takes no time circling his arms over his lover's waist and pulling him closer to his chest. He then gets the shampoo and softly massages Chuuya's hair.
"Does that feel good, Chuu?" Dazai whispers.
"Mmm...yeah, keep doing that."
Dazai smiles, pressing a soft kiss on Chuuya's cheeks. He cleans Chuuya and lets them soak in the warm water until it runs cold.
'How warm.' Chuuya thinks and closes his eyes.
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Chuuya almost falls asleep in the bath. He won't lie. It felt so comforting having the brunette cuddle him while his hair was being massaged.
But it's dripping wet now, and he needs to dry it off, but the energy isn't there.
And, oh, Dazai takes the lead. He chuckles softly. His Dazai always knows what he needs.
"C'mon, let me dry your hair."
"Osamu, it's okay I think I ca-"
"Shh, just let me."
Chuuya spares him a glance before he shrugs and plops down on the bed.
"If you say so."
And Dazai beams from his reply.
Usually, Dazai would opt to use the hair dryer for this, but it's too noisy, too loud . It'll only stress Chuuya further, which is the exact opposite of his aim.
He reaches for the soft towel and starts to dry Chuuya's hair.
It's a slow process because he's doing it manually with just one towel. The cold night does not help in the process.
But he can see Chuuya's eyes are starting to droop, his breathing is slow but steady, and there is no tension in his body.
'Good, it's working.' Dazai smiles fondly and rubs the towel on Chuuya's hair until it dries.
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When that's done, Chuuya is half-asleep. He wants nothing more than to sleep and then forget about the clusterfuck at work today, but he's still not wearing any proper clothes, and it's freezing .
Luckily, Dazai is there to save his sleeping beauty from freezing off, totally not by making Chuuya wear his fluffy oversized shirt and matching fluffy pants. Dazai's heart clenches , because god, this is his best idea yet.
Chuuya in fluffy oversized pajamas? Heartthrob. Adorable. Maximum cuteness
"'Samu... I'm sleepy."
Dazai giggles. Chuuya is just too cute for his own good.
He kisses Chuuya's forehead, "Alright, we'll go to sleep, darling."
He lays them down and spoons Chuuya. Pulling the duvet over them, turning them into a burrito.
They're so close to one another that Dazai could easily feel Chuuya's heartbeat. It's soothing to hear and feel it. It lulls him.
It lulls him knowing his partner is alive and well under his touch.
Judging from how Chuuya squishes his hand tighter, he knows he feels the same way.
Dazai cuddles even closer and pats Chuuya to sleep.
"Night Chibi~."
"...mmm night 'Samu."
Today might've been a bad day, but Osamu made the night better.