Have some lovely cute date vibes (plus background Chuuya), hope you all enjoy. :D
Atsushi is practically buzzing the entire week thinking about Dazai and their date on Saturday. It's all he can think about; he can barely concentrate in his lectures, he's day dreaming about it and he does once or twice think about the prospect of what might come out of the date and spends a very enjoyable time with his hand doing so. He's too excited not to. It's been so long since he last got laid and Dazai is gorgeous. He's insane but he's gorgeous and by the time that Saturday rolls round Atsushi's so excited he practically skips to the café.
When he sees Dazai standing outside waiting for him his heart flips. It suddenly dawns on him that this is actually happening: somehow he's managed to land Dazai and he's incredibly nervous. What should he say? What should he do? He can feel the nerves setting in but then Dazai turns to see him and smiles warmly. All of Atsushi's worries melt away and all he thinks about is being with Dazai. His heart speed up as he walks over.
"Hey cutie," Dazai says.
"H... hey," Atsushi stammers.
"How's things?"
"They're good, you?"
"All the better for seeing you," Dazai says and gives the longer lock of Atsushi's hair a gentle tug.
Atsushi can feel his face heating up. His heart is already pounding faster and he knows that Dazai must be able to feel the heat radiating from his skin. "Thanks."
"So shall we go inside?" Dazai offers.
"Y... yeah," Atsushi smiles. "You can show me this amazing cake."
"Gladly." Dazai wraps an arm around Atsushi, his hand on the small of his back, and leads him inside. Dazai's hand is warm and it makes Atsushi's cheeks heat up even more. There's a part of him that wants that hand higher so that he can think properly but there's another part that wants that hand lower, preferably on his backside. He shakes his head. That's not a train of thought he should be going down. Not yet anyway.
Dazai sits Atsushi down in a private corner by the window and goes up to the counter to order. He watches as Dazai talks to the red headed cashier and he can't help but smile to himself. He's been waiting for this all week so he's not going to let himself be too nervous and unable to even speak.
"One slice of the world's best cake," Dazai says as he places a plate with a huge slice of chocolate cake on it down in front of Atsushi.
"The world's best?" Atsushi echoes raising an eyebrow.
"Trust me," Dazai says as he takes a seat opposite Atsushi and holds a fork out for him.
Atsushi takes it and stabs himself a bit of the cake. He takes a bite and it's almost like a religious experience. It's chocolatey and gooey and it is quite possibly the best cake that Atsushi has ever eaten. Scrap that it's the best thing he's ever put in his mouth. His eyes widen as it practically melts on his tongue. "Oh my god!" he all but moans once he's swallowed his mouthful.
"Told you," Dazai smirks.
"This is the best cake in the world,"Atsushi says.
"Glad you agree."
"So, I need to ask, what made you decide to open a book store here of all places?" Atsushi asks after a pause.
Dazai shrugs. "Seemed like a good idea at the time. Everywhere needs a book store and I like the fact that I get to sit and read books all day."
"Sounds nice."
"It is plus I get to meet lots of interesting and lovely people," Dazai says, "present company included."
"Thank you," Atsushi says, blushing.
"So what about you cutie?" Dazai asks. "Tell me about yourself, I want to know everything."
"There's not that much to tell," Atsushi says.
"Now I don't believe that for a second," Dazai grins as he takes a bite of his own slice of cake.
"What do you want to know?" Atsushi asks desperately trying to ignore the blush fanning across his cheeks.
"How about what brought you to my shop in the first place?" Dazai asks, linking his fingers together and resting his chin on them. He never takes his eyes off Atsushi for a second and it makes Atsushi's blush deepen.
"Well I'm in my second year of university studying literature and a friend of mine told me about your shop when I said I needed to buy my new reading list."
"I'm so glad your teacher's terrible taste brought you into my life," Dazai says.
"Same."
"So how are you enjoying the other book you picked up?" Dazai asks "Do you get much time to do your own reading or is it all just class work and partying?"
"I've started it," Atsushi replies. "I haven't gotten very far with it because, like you say, I've been busy with uni work but I'm enjoying it."
"Good, I'm glad. I like being able to recommend people book that they enjoy."
"Also, you bastard, you never told me it was the first of a trilogy," Atsushi laughs.
"Guilty," Dazai grins, completely unapologetic.
"What are you reading at the moment?" Atsushi asks.
"The Age Of Innocence," Dazai replies.
"I think that's on my reading list for next term," Atsushi chuckles.
"Oh really?" Dazai asks with a raised eyebrow. "Maybe I should think about doing some kind of student discount."
"Might not be a bad idea," Atsushi grins cheekily. "Plus that would be a huge benefit for me."
"Oh yeah?"
"I mean I'm sure there's something I can do to repay you if you do." The words are out of Atsushi's mouth before he can stop them. If his face wasn't red before it sure as hell is now, especially as a smirk spreads itself across Dazai's lips. He reaches over to give Atsushi's hair another gentle tug.
"Oh I'm sure between us we can think about something," he says, his gaze burning into Atsushi. His hand lingers, his fingers brushing Atsushi's cheek and it's all Atsushi can do to keep remembering to breathe.
When the cake is finished neither Dazai or Atsushi is ready to say goodbye yet so they take a walk around the park across the road. The conversation flows easily, especially as Dazai gets very passionate about certain books and he seems to really enjoy hearing Atsushi talking about his classes.
"I'd love to sneak in to one of your lectures," Dazai chuckles, "see what they're teaching these days."
"Because that would work," Atsushi laughs.
"Is Kunikida still a student teacher there?" Dazai asks after a short pause.
"He's my lecturer," Atsushi replies.
"Good for him," Dazai grins
"How do you know him?" Atsushi asks.
"We were in the same class together when we did our BA," Dazai replies. "I don't think he liked me very much."
"Why? What did you do?"
"I just used to drag him into all this trouble and he was never very happy about it but I always got him out of it again," Dazai grins.
"Is that what you were like at uni?" Atsushi asks. "A complete tearaway?"
"I wasn't always up to something," Dazai says feigning innocence. "Sometimes I did actual work."
"Why don't I believe you?" Atsushi asks.
"Is there any way I can convince you that I'm just a poor misunderstood soul?" Dazai asks, theatrically placing a hand over his heart.
Atsushi pretends to think this through. "I'm sure you can think of something." He's flirting. He knows he is and he doesn't care as he's almost certain Dazai is flirting back, especially as he takes a step towards him. He reaches over and brushes Atsushi's fringe out of his eyes, his touch lingering on his cheek. Atsushi looks up, his bottom lip caught between his teeth. Is he...
Before Atsushi can finish that thought the heavens suddenly open and it begins to pour with rain. Atsushi is drenched in seconds and Dazai is in the same state.
"Come on," Dazai laughs grabbing his hand and Atsushi allows himself to be dragged along with him. They run through the rain until they come to an empty bandstand. Once under the shelter Dazai shakes his hair out. "That's refreshing."
"Yeah," Atsushi laughs. He looks down and sees that his shirt has gone completely see through. "Oh no!"
"Nice," Dazai smirks.
"No it's not, I'm cold," Atsushi moans.
"Come here then," Dazai says opening his coat.
Atsushi laughs as he snuggles into the warmth of Dazai's arms. "Has anyone ever told you that you look like a flasher in that coat?"
"All the time," Dazai laughs. "I'm thinking of a career change."
"Sounds solid."
The two of them burst into laughter and then, before Atsushi knows what's happening Dazai's hand is in his hair pulling him up into a kiss. A soft moan sounds from the back of Atsushi's throat as his fingers grab the collar of Dazai's shirt. His lips feel amazing and Atsushi feels like he's died and gone to heaven.
"Wow!" he gasps when they pull apart for air.
"I know."
"Don't you think we're moving too fast?" Atsushi asks. It feels like such a whirlwind he's been swept up in and he's not sure how to feel about it.
Dazai smiles. "You've been to my store enough times so it's hardly fast."
"That's true..."
"So don't worry so much and kiss me again," Dazai says.
"Okay," Atsushi smiles and, pushing himself up on his tiptoes so that they're nose to nose, presses his lips to Dazai's.
Neither of them pays any attention to the world around them, only focusing on each other's lips, until the rain finally stops. Once it has stopped Dazai takes Atsushi's hand, linking their fingers together, and walks him back home.
"Well this is me," Atsushi says as they stop outside his front door.
"I had an amazing time," Dazai tells him.
"I did too," Atsushi smiles.
"I'd love to do it again sometimes," Dazai says.
"Same," Atsushi says. "I have an essay I need to do but once I'm done then I can be all yours."
A smirk spreads over Dazai's lips. He tilts Atsushi's chin up so that he can kiss him again. "I look forward to it."