y'all know how im desperately head over heels kunikidazai (the first ship i have shipped ever since i watched the anime tbh) so here. take this probably ooc fic. TAKE IT Y'ALL!

coffee at kunikida's place isn't always a quiet affair.

well, it's not dazai's fault that his coffeemaker broke down and all cafes near him happened to be close. it's not dazai's fault that kunikida lives near him and it's definitely not dazai's fault that kunikida has locks easy to pick. (honestly, his partner should really upgrade his locks, a robber might come over and steal his stuff.)

"hello kunikida!" dazai greets cheerfully as he takes a sip of his coffee. bleugh, too bitter for dazai's tastes. "ah! don't worry, i left some coffee for you in the pot."

kunikida's eyebrows twitch, and his hands are balled into a fist. "what on earth are you doing in my home, dazai?" he says in a controlled voice and the man in question happily grins.

"drinking coffee of course!"

"like hell you are!" kunikida shouts out, and dazai thinks that he probably woke up neighbors.

"hey hey!" dazai hushes kunikida, "keep your voice down, you might wake your neighbors."

kunikida angrily glares at dazai for a few moments before he sighs. he takes his mug out of the cupboard then pours himself a cup of the coffee dazai made. "what are you even doing here?" he says after taking a sip and sitting on the counter.

"tsk, tsk. that's bad manners kunikida." dazai can't help but tease. he then brings up his mug of coffee, "weren't you listening? my coffeemaker broke so i'm here using yours.:

"you couldn't like-" kunikida shrugs before continuing "-go to a cafe instead of breaking into my house?"

"nah, all cafes are closed." dazai says, blowing on his coffee to make it a bit cool. "also, you know i never pass up on annoying you." he admits and happily grins at an annoyed kunikida.

"thought so." kunikida once again glares at dazai. he adjusts his glasses, seemingly coming to terms with this. (after all he should be glad it's only dazai.) "well, did you at least bring the daily newspaper?"

"yeah, yeah i did." dazai takes out a newspaper from seemingly nowhere, "enjoy you old man."

kunikida rolls his eyes before taking the newspaper out of the other man's hand. at least dazai had the thought to bring him a newspaper this time.

(it's kind of domestic if kunikida thinks about it a little too much. which he doesn't. sometimes. but not all the time.)