【Taizhong】Ash

6.

As the saying goes, between husband and wife (husbands), quarrel at the head of the bed and at the end of the bed.

As for Dazai Osamu and Nakahara Chuya, this common saying is very suitable for them whether it is from the original intention of describing the extremely short time from quarrel to reconciliation, or from the expression that is not very suitable for children.Take this quarrel as an example. They quarreled in the morning and fought coldly during the day, and kissed each other in the shower at night. After coming out, they couldn’t wait to roll back to the bed in the bedroom. It has completely become a thing of the past, and after waking up, everything is as usual, and the day goes on as it should.

So today's Osamu Dazai still wakes up to the sound of the biting and friction of fine metal parts and the faint smell of tobacco.

Waking up from a deep sleep, he first cautiously raised his eyelids a little, seeing that the heavy curtains were drawn properly and did not let in any light, and the whole master bedroom was still as dark as night, so he opened his eyes boldly. Opening his eyes, he yawned lazily and looked towards the source of the sound beside him.

Zhong Yuanzhong has probably woken up for a while, and now he is leaning on a soft pillow behind him, with a cigarette that is about to burn out in the corner of his mouth, and he is sitting there casually doing daily exercises—a handful has been dismantled into pieces. Fragmentary sand eagle parts were spread on the quilt covering his waist and abdomen, and the fingertips that Dazai had kissed countless times last night were putting them back together with extremely fast speed and extremely skilled movements.

However, for people of Zhongye's level in the Central Plains, it is too high a standard to say that "dismantling the gun and reassembling it" is a practice.

Sensing the gazes from around him, Nakahara Chuya lowered his eyes and gave Dazai a look, his hands kept moving: "Morning."

"Good morning, dear." Osamu Dazai propped up his upper body and leaned over to give him a good morning kiss that only meant to say hello.Then he stretched out his hand and squeezed the cigarette out of Chuya's mouth, took the last puff in his mouth, and then pressed it out in the ashtray beside the bed: "Didn't I tell you many times, smoke less."

"It's just one." Nakahara Chuya brushed off the topic while "clicking" the last clip up, and then habitually checked the time with his watch.

Osamu Dazai squinted his eyes to observe the expression of his own Omega, and speculated maliciously: "Regressed?"

"Fart," Zhong Yuanzhong scolded him with a good mood, and put the assembled Sand Eagle back under the partition of the bedside table, "46 seconds."

oh.Osamu Dazai pursed his lips uninterestedly.That is still fast.

Putting the gun back to its original position, Nakahara Zhong also lifted the quilt and turned over to get out of bed, trying to fish out his pajamas from the messy pile of clothes on the ground but was stunned when he failed, and only remembered his pajamas and bathrobe after a few seconds They were all still lying pitifully on the wet and cold marble floor.

"..."

Angrily, he turned his head and glared at Alpha, who was lying on the bed with a hippie smile, and Chuya casually took a white shirt that someone hung there the day before yesterday from the hanger and put it on (the one from yesterday was still wet in the bathroom. ), walked a few steps to the window with bare feet and opened the curtains, letting the bright sunlight into the room: "Don't stay in bed, get up and eat."

"Okay——" Osamu Dazai got up slowly, sat on the bed with the quilt in his arms and yawned again, his eyes stuck to Chuya's back and followed him back and forth.

No matter how terrible the combat power is, it is fair to say that Nakahara Nakahara’s frame is really smaller so that the whole person looks smaller. Dazai’s white shirt is worn on him, and the hem of the shirt can cover the buttocks, but it does not hang down too much. The position of the thighs without a trace of fat—causing Dazai to see those two white thighs dangling in front of him, he unconsciously thought of the wonderful meal last night.

...Hey, let's have fun with Nakaya's legs next time~

With anticipation for the next time, Osamu Dazai obediently stayed on the bed and waited for a certain part of his body to calm down (because from experience, after eating and wiping off Chuya the night before, he would definitely be killed the next morning. Refusal of service), until the "ding" sound when the toaster was baking the slices of bread, he got off the bed with a pillow in his arms, and walked out of the bedroom.

Zhong Yuan Zhong also came back with the morning paper from outside. He glanced down at the news on it, and then raised his eyebrows: "There was an explosion at the port last night."

Osamu Dazai poured a box of hot milk into Chuya's mug, and reacted flatly to the news: "Oh, this. I already know about it."

"Really?" Zhong Yuan looked up at him suspiciously, recalling in his mind when he looked at his phone last night, "When did you know?"

Osamu Dazai smiled and handed him the mug whose walls were quickly warmed up: "When I hold you in the third bath."

The third time... Zhong Yuanzhong also lightly ground his back molars.Oh, and he was asleep by then.

He put his lips close to the mouth of the cup, and carefully sipped the hot milk in the cup bit by bit—he has a cat tongue, and he is afraid of getting hot when eating, but he likes the warm feeling when eating hot food besides cold beer ——At the same time, he raised his eyelids and watched Dazai go into the bathroom to brush his teeth and wash his face, and then went into the cloakroom after he came out.

Zhong also blinked, turned around and leaned against the table in the restaurant: "Are you going out?"

"Well, there is a job~"

Today is Saturday, if you have a job, do you have to work overtime?Zhongyuan Zhong also thought silently in his heart.There is nothing wrong with working overtime, both he and Dazai are typical of those who often need to work overtime.What's wrong is Dazai's attitude - when he worked overtime in the past, he was not as excited and humming a tune as he is today.

This thought went through his mind several times, so Nakahara took the milk he had only drank a few sips in his hand, walked over and leaned against the door of the cloakroom to watch Dazai change his clothes: "What job?" He saw Dazai wearing a white coat. After T, he took out a pair of vertically striped trousers with black stripes on a white background, a pair of casual attire that was obviously not for the company.

"Employee evaluation~" Osamu Dazai rummaged over there, "Chuya, where did you hang my dark blue coat?"

"Whose evaluation?" Nakahara Nakahara pushed him aside disdainfully, then picked out the coat that Dazai wanted from a pile of coats hanging on the shelf, and threw it into his arms with disgust, "Forecast Say you want to cool down today, you add a scarf."

"No need...I feel a little hot." He said so, but Dazai still put on the light brown scarf that he bought for him at Burberry some time ago after putting on his coat.Facing the mirror, he straightened his somewhat messy hair, Dazai suddenly remembered something, turned his head and said to his Omega with a smile, "Do you want to come together?"

Zhong Yuan, who was wearing a loose white shirt all over his body (with only a few buttons fastened casually), was also very puzzled by his proposal: "So what are you going to evaluate?"

"Your Akutagawa and our Atsu-kun~" Dazai winked at him meaningfully, "Do you know what it means?"

Akutagawa and Nakajima Atsushi—Nakaya thought for a while and understood.

...Oh, it's that employee relationship evaluation.

Because of the nature of their work, the company clearly stipulates that it is forbidden to fall in love and develop further relationships among employees. "became "evaluation pending", and the company will ignore their behavior only after confirming that the romantic relationship between the two employees will not affect the work of both parties.

Of course, at the beginning, the upper management of the company wanted to stop the couple Dazai Osamu and Nakahara Chuya, but it can be seen from the sentence "Not everyone can be as shameless as you" to Dazai yesterday. However, after the company's management made the decision to block it, they had to go through unimaginable things before they had to revoke the decision in the end.

Now that we have come to this point, and it concerns his subordinates, Nakahara Chuya is of course obliged (with great interest) to decide to go to see what happened with Dazai to show his concern.So an hour and a half later, two bored adults who wanted to watch the excitement appeared in the street cafe next to Ginza, holding their chins and watching Atsushi Nakajima who was still waiting for Akutagawa to come across the road.

The kid obviously thought a lot about the choice of clothes today. He is not the same as the student-like youthful temperament in the company. He looks a little more sunny and energetic. People can't help but smile when they look at him type.

"Why do I feel that Dunjun's expression is not right?"

"What?" Zhong Yuan sat opposite him, lazily stirring a cup of latte with less sugar.

"The eyes, the expression... It's obvious that he is ready for something." Osamu Dazai squinted his eyes and looked at Atsushi Nakajima carefully, and then asked a little surprised, "Today is Akutagawa's birthday? Or is he planning to do something else today besides dating?" of what?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also remembered the scene he saw at the bar that night, and replied calmly: "I don't think anything will happen. You think too much."

Osamu Dazai slightly raised his eyebrows: "Why do you say that?"

Because I thought the same as you that day, and then I was taught what is the way young people fall in love.Nakahara Chuya thought so, and smiled at Dazai, "Want to bet? The old rules, whoever wins decides the number of times and PLAY for a week."

Osamu Dazai suddenly thought of those two white thighs that made his mind wander in the morning.

"Honey, that's what you said——" He frowned and said in a soft voice, "—you won't be able to walk properly for a few days next week."

"Hmm, I said it." Zhong Yuanzhong also held his chin calmly, but what he said was extremely bad, "You just wait to be tied up with a whip by me."

The two people with their own small thoughts in their hearts looked at each other, and then hypocritically showed each other a friendly and peaceful smirk at the same time.

TBC.