Dazai 18 - Chuuya 18 POV

"Let's go paint the town on our way home!" 18 Chuuya POV

Dazai 18 - Chuuya 18 POV

"Let's go paint the town on our way home!" 18 Chuuya POV

Dazai never cared for his birthday, he never drew attention to it, so nobody really knew when it was. Obviously, some people did, he couldn't fully escape it; but he mostly just brushed it off as another day since it never really had much significance to him.

Though, anyway. Today would be his birthday, June 19th, and he expected the same thing over again. As always, he got up, went to work and spent it like a normal day. He was; however, sent on a mission again with Chuuya that had something to do with making sure everything in a Port Mafia's warehouse was in check.

At first, Dazai thought it was a weird mission to do, since that kind of thing is typically left to lower-class mafiosos, but he didn't really care to protest since it didn't require too much hard work. So, the two of them went out to the warehouse and sat for a while.

"Hey Chuuya, you look a little antsy." Dazai nudged Chuuya with his elbow resulting in a whack to the arm. "Jee, no need to get violent! I'm simply a delicate flower, how could you do this to me?" Dazai gasped dramatically, toppling onto his side as though he were shot with his hand over his heart and his other forearm draped over his forehead.

"Ugh, shut up, you stupid mackerel. Focus on the stupid watch mission."

"But it's BORRRINGG!!" Dazai whined, slapping his arms on the ground beside him and laying in a star pose. "Can you do something entertaining or something?" He asked, poking Chuuya's shoulder insistently.

Chuuya rolled his eyes and scooted away from Dazai, who rolled over to lay closer to him again. "Jeez, you're like a clingy puppy, y'know that? Go entertain yourself somewhere out of my personal space."

"But, Chuuyaaaaa~~!!" He sighed in a petulant tone, flopping onto Chuuya's lap just to test his luck. Chuuya glared at him like he was a roach on a pillow before shoving him off his lap onto the ground again. Dazai pouted, hugging his knees to his chest while still on the floor.

"Are you seriously this bored?"

"Yes, Chuuya. I'm dying of inactivity and it's my last day on Earth." He sighed dramatically, sniffling exaggeratedly in hopes to make Chuuya guilty (obviously, it did not work).