WARNING: Swearing

You were invited by Dazai to go to the beach, along with Chūya. So the three of you headed out to the nearest beach, basking in the sun's warmth.

"We deserve a rest from the Mafia! Right,
(F/n)-chan?" Dazai asked, smiling from ear to ear.

The three of you were now in your swimsuits —and you gotta admit, Chūya and Dazai looked exceptionally hot.

While you were laying out the towels and preparing an umbrella, Dazai went out, looking for girls . Probably to ask them to drown with him.

Chūya went ahead and helped you out. While reaching out for a towel inside the basket, Chūya's hand met yours.

Looking at each other, crimson red adorned both of your cheeks. The male averted his gaze elsewhere, trying to hide the obvious blush on his face.

"Uh, Ch-Chūya-kun?" You tried getting the attention of the male, stuttering in the process.

"Y-Yeh?" The hat rack replied, looking at you. The blush not leaving his cheeks.

"Can you, uhmm, let go of my hand?" Cue the awkward silence. You looked at his eyes, laughing awkwardly.

"Wha-what? OH! Im sorry about that" Chūya laughed awkwardly with you, scratching the back of his neck.

Chūya looked around the beach, enjoying the view. That is, until his eyes landed on the bandage freak —flirting with some girls, or rather weirding them out, talking about suicide and all that.

Chūya's blush soon disappeared, replaced by a sour expression. You can visibly see dark shadows emit from him.

"Chūya-kun? Are you alright?" You touched the short male's shoulder. He turned around to look at you.

"Dazai's always asking girls to double suicide with him. Can't he just do it on his own? If he wants, I could just kill him myself. Not to mention, he's just wasting all those bandages. Where at the beach, damn it. Why the fuck is he still wearing bandages?! Did he hit his head as a child?!" Chūya was pissed.

You laughed at the boy. He looked adorable ranting. Especially because of his short stature.

Dazai heard laughter from the distance, so he excused himself from the girl, going to where the laughter was coming from. The girl he was previously talking to, sighed in relief. "Thank god that weirdo is gone."

"Ne, ne~ (F/n)-chan!" Dazai screamed, waving his hands. He looked stupid, but still adorable. He skipped towards you, almost tripping over a rock, you could hear Chūya's snickers at the back.

You stopped laughing, smiling at the taller male, waving your hands too. "Well, hello to you too Dazai-san."

The fedora wearing male grumbled at the back, glaring while Dazai and you conversed with one another. "Way to ruin the moment, you fucking mackerel..." Hearing your laughter, the boy sulked —face flat on the sand.

Chūya looked up, only to see Dazai was holding your waist, and you being oblivious of the flirting male. Chūya immediately stood up and smacked Dazai up-side the head.

"Stop fliritng with (F/n)!" Chūya screamed catching the attention of some passersby. The people immediately rushed by, trying to stay out of the "commotion" Chūya had started.

You laughed, touching the ginger's shoulder. "Calm down Chūya-kun~ You don't need to get all worked up! We're at a beach after all! Just enjoy~"

Chūya looked at you, once again his cheeks were tainted cherry red. Of course, you were quite the dense one, but it made you all the more cuter to the two male executives.

"Dazai-kun! Come here for a sec!" You waved your hands at the brunette, successfully catching his attention.

Dazai felt so proud, hearing you call out to him. He walked proudly, his strides long. He slicked back his messy hair using his hands, smirking at you. Chūya then threw a shell at the boy's head, knocking him over.

"What the hell was that for you hat rack?!" Dazai shouted, pouting and crying —lightly touching the growing bump on his head, wincing at the pain. "Oops, my hands slipped."

Chūya and Dazai had a little glare off, and it didn't seem like the two of them would stop any time soon. Sensing the tense atmosphere, you waved both your hands in front of the two males, breaking the heated stare.

"To lighten up the mood, how 'bout we play some volleyball?" You held up a ball, smiling proudly.

Chūya and Dazai looked at you, then at each other, then back to you. Breathing deeply at the same time— " I CALL DIBS ON (F/N)!" The two screamed at the same time.

"Uh, guys? I can be on my own. You two can be a gro-" You weren't able to finish before Chūya had butt in, stopping you midway.

"I called dibs first!" Chūya declared, pulling you by the waist —closer to his body. "You should really wake up, Chūya-san~ Clearly I said it first~" Dazai took your hands in his, staring deeply in your eyes.

While you two stared at each other, Chūya was so close to ripping his hair out and killing the suicide maniac at the spot, but he wouldn't do that in front of you, of course. "Oi! Im still here you know!"

You laughed lightly and hugged the two males. Kissing both their foreheads, you felt them wrap their hands around you —Chūya nuzzling into your chest (since he's too short to rEACH YOUR NEC--) and Dazai placed his head in the crook of your neck.

"Thank you so much."

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I hope you enjoyed this @jessica_59
Sorry it took a while~

I really enjoyed writing this one~ Thank you so much for requesting~