"Oh, Chuuya," Dazai beckoned, extending the vowel sounds. He had something hidden behind his back. "Wanna play a game?"

From the way the sentence was phrased, Chuuya figured this time, Dazai meant an actual game.

Not a stupid opportunity to poke fun at him for the umpteenth time.

He gave Dazai a crooked smirk. "I most certainly would," he answered. "But I don't play to lose. I'm prepared for whatever you have to offer, Dazai."

"Anything?" Dazai asked, stepping closer to Chuuya.

"Anything," Chuuya echoed.

"Splendid."

Dazai took out the item he held behind his back.

A pocky.

Well that was just great.

Dazai put it in his mouth. "Still care to play?" he taunted. "Or are you too afraid?"

Chuuya inhaled deeply. He already agreed to the game.

Even if it was the Pocky game.

"Well?" Dazai asked after not giving Chuuya much time to answer. "Will you bite?" The smirk on his face continued to grow.

Chuuya exhaled. "Fine," he said.

Dazai was not expecting their lips to touch.

He thought Chuuya would break away. Give up. Be too embarrassed to continue, and thus Dazai would be victorious.

But that was not the case.

It was Chuuya's turn to smirk. He stared at Dazai's reddened face.

It was atypical for Dazai to blush.

"Wh-what was that?" Dazai sputtered.

Chuuya flicked the brim of his hat. "I told you, aibou," he answered, "I don't play to lose."

That was quite clear.

"Thanks for the free candy and win," Chuuya taunted, and he walked away.

Dazai simply just stood there, his face still red.

He did not like to lose.

But after seeing Chuuya so happy and hold, perhaps it wasn't the worst thing.

~

Dazai wanted redemption.

He thought he didn't mind losing to Chuuya, but he was wrong.

He put on his typical teasing smile and found his partner.

"Hey, Chuuya," Dazai said in a similar sing-song tone as he had done earlier.

"What is it this time, Dazai?" Chuuya asked impatiently.

Dazai took the box of pockies out from behind his back. "Care for a best of three?"

At first, Chuuya wanted to say no. Despite his victory, playing such an inane game was not a pleasurable experience for him.

But if he got to see Dazai flustered again, he would be willing to soldier through it again.

"Gladly," Chuuya answered, his crooked grin returning.

Dazai stuck the pocky in his mouth and leaned forward, as if once again mocking Chuuya for being vertically challenged.

That wouldn't stand.

So Chuuya decided to fluster Dazai even more.

While Dazai's eyes were closed, Chuuya quickly plucked the pocky from his mouth and instead simply kissed him, like he would've inevitably ended up doing again.

Dazai's eyes instantly opened.

All he could make were flustered, stuttering noises.

Chuuya laughed at him. "What's the matter?" he teased. "Beaten at your own game?"

Dazai could still not put any words together.

Chuuya put the pocky in his own mouth. "Thanks again for the free win," he said. "You're cute when you're embarrassed."

Then he walked away once more.

Dazai put a hand on the side of his face. He did not expect to be the one getting flustered twice in one day.

He was also not expecting Chuuya to be a good kisser.

Dazai smiled through his reddened face.

"Y'know, Chuuya," he said to the empty room, "when confident, you're pretty cute, too."