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"So Dazai, what was it that made you want to meet so early in the week? Its monday." Cued Ango sitting on Dazais left taking a sip of his tomato juice that hung on the sides of his glass almost like blood.
"Yeah, thats kind of out of character for you." Odasaku muttered thoughtfully to his right swirling his glass of whiskey.
Dazai huffed while bobbing the circular ice ball in his drink up and down. "Well Ango! is it a crime to want to see my best friends in the entire world a few days earlier than usual?" Tone as scarcastic as ever as he batted his eyelashes and Ango just let out a tired sigh.
"Well, not exactly but-"
"But since you asked so nicely! I guess ill tell you."
Ango couldnt help but roll his eyes. And Oda gave a knowing smile as he took a sip of his drink. "Well, whenever your ready Dazai."
He looked up briefly, seeming to think really. Really hard about what exactly he was going to say. How exactly he was going to convey his thoughts across.
"Well. This new guy got hired at my job recently. His name is-
"Nakahara Chuuya. Its a pleasure to work with you all."
"Wow.." Dazai Audibly gasped from his station taking note of the man's unusual yet captivating hair-color. A bright red burning like a forest fire that fell to the left side of his shoulder. His eyes no different, a Captivating and cold piercing blue, along side a warm brown that connected his gaze to Dazais staring eyes. Despite feeling like the eyes of a predator was staring directly at him cool and calculating from the cold blue, he also felt the warm embrace of the sun from his warm brown.
He wore a black choker, an all black hat. Paired with a black leather jacket that matched nicely with the blue of his jeans that fit rather nicely on him if Dazai said so himself. What he took note of was the shirt Chuuya was wearing Slipknot, Wait and bleed plastered on it.
Suddenly the red head started making his way towards him. Sitting in the seat directly infront of him. Dazais eyes almost bore holes in his face.
"Hey?" Chuuya seemed to question more than greet.
"Hi.." Dazai took in all of his features. That dopey awkward grin that had formed on his features. The way his face was lightly dusted with freckles. The color of his lips, one slightly darker than the other that matched his other features amazingly well. Taking note of the eyebrow piercing on the right side of Chuuyas face.
Chuuya scratched the back of his neck, not knowing what to make of his new coworker staring at him so intently.
"Are you just going to keep staring at me like that..? Or.."
Dazai mumbled something under his breath.
"Huh?"
"Oh. Sorry. I was saying you would look good with snake bites.."
"..?" Thats a weird first thought to have. Chuuya stared intently at the man infront of him that was previously staring at him with a face of stone that honestly slightly put him on his guard. Dazai blinked once, twice. Before clearing his throat and directing his attention to restocking the rest of his materials.
Dazai's arm had black glove like sleeves covering them, minus his hands that were free and somewhat long and lanky. His white Tee shirt read Queen and a smile formed on Chuuyas lips.
"Whats your favorite song?"
Dazai jumped slightly, so engrossed in his current task. "Hm?"
Chuuya pointed a finger at his shirt. And stupidly Dazai looked down as if he had completely forgotten what what he put on himself this morning. Truth be told he did, going through the motions to get ready on autopilot.
"Oh!" His face seemed to light up with all the colors in the sky. Multitasking with placing more gauges and needles in his desk drawer, 'he smiles' chuuya thought to himself.
"Bohemian Rhapsody."
"Thats a little generic dont ya' think?"
Dazai huffs. Looking at Chuuya in the eye briefly before going back to his task.
"Just because I like a song that's popular doesn't mean im a fake fan. I wear this shirt proudly. I can name 5 songs, hatrack."
That was quick. "Hatrack? I just got here and your calling me names already?"
The brunette stays silent at that. Chuuya briefly lets out a quiet yet irritated sigh while bracing himself to stand. Before
"What about you?"
"Huh?"
Dazai points to his own shirt. "Dualitys got to be my favorite."
"Dont think I've listened to that one yet, I usually listen to Unsainted, or Vermillion Part Two on repeat." He sits back for a moment pondering and mutters to himself "maybe i should start listening to full albums instead of just the same two songs I like."
And at that Chuuya chuckles. Unbeknownst the wiser Dazai is slightly confused because he didn't intend to say anything particularly funny. But.. he guesses being able to see this man as bright as the sun laugh so fully and so alive. That its worth it in the long run.
After he quiets down his laughter, Chuuya manages to smile even brighter. Oh how Dazai envies him already.
He extends his arm, hair also the color of flames trailing down it. Along with black nail polish that looks dark, yet has the relevance of a galaxy. "Nakahara Chuuya, but you can just call me chuuya."
Dazai flashes a smile of his own, smile not reaching his eyes. But genuine nonetheless.
"Dazai."
"Its nice to meet you Dazai. I think we'll get along fine."