★Soukoku★

*falls asleep too*

next morning

*Sunlight filters through the curtains, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air. Chuuya awakens slowly, awareness gradually returning. The weight of an arm across his chest, the warmth of another body pressed close- memories of last night surface. His gaze drifts to Dazai's sleeping face, vulnerable in unconsciousness. Chuuya's fingers twitch, wanting to trace the others features, but he holds himself still. Instead, he studies the way the morning light catches in Dazai's hair, the peaceful set of his expression, the soft rise and fall of his breathing. Outside, the world has been washed clean by last night's rain, but inside this room, Chuuya feels something equally refreshed stirring in his chest. He should wake him. He really should. But for just this moment, he allows himself to stay still, to savor the rare peace between them*