The Peninsula

The Fiction and Poetry Archive of Liana Mir and scribblemyname

Looking Good

Feb
15

“Are you even listening?” Chuuya demanded.

Dazai blinked. “I can’t hear you from all the way down there, you’re so short!”

He said it by rote, spewing the first common refrain between them he could say on autopilot, and it had the desired effect of distracting Chuuya from where Dazai’s attention had really been.

Chuuya fumed and sputtered. Dazai went back to staring at the new choker that had shown up on his partner’s neck.

“Your necklace makes you look like a girl.” Dazai poked it.

Chuuya growled and swore.

Dazai smiled, knowing Chuuya would wear it forever from spite.


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