Bungou Stray Dogs - Sheer [SKSKK]
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scriveynerTitle: sheer
Fandom: Bungou Stray Dogs
Characters/Pairing: Dazai/Chuuya, Atsushi, Kyouka
Rating: T
Length: 301
Summary:
"What," Chuuya said, his voice gone dangerous, "is this?" He held up a skimpy nightie, red lace with black trim. Dazai was lying on the futon, head propped on his hand, reading, and he looked up to see Chuuya holding out the offending undergarment with both hands.
"Lingerie," Dazai said, and went back to his book. That, of course, did nothing to answer 99.9% of the questions Chuuya had and frustratingly so. "You know what lingerie is."
"Of fucking COURSE I know what lingerie is, you gigantic asshole." The box had been sitting plainly on the counter, and Dazai had clearly made no effort to disguise its contents. "Why do YOU have lingerie? Who else are you fucking behind my back?"
"Why Chuuya," Dazai purred, sitting up. "Are we exclusive now?"
Chuuya stuffed the gauzy material into a ball and flung it at Dazai's head. "You're a fucking slut, shitty Dazai."
"Mm." Dazai was unaffected, shaking the nightie out and holding it toward Chuuya, eyeing it and him in a way that suddenly made Chuuya increasingly nervous. "You should take better care of the things I buy for you to wear," he said, and Chuuya went red to the tips of his ears. "You should try it on, make sure it fits."
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"I thought there was a ban on overnight guests," Atsushi said blearily, staring into the tea he'd made. Kyouka sat peacefully at the table, seemingly unaffected by the muffled noises of rage that would occasionally make it through the floor.
"Never stops you," Kyouka said, and Atsushi blushed hard.
"I - *we* don't wake up half the dorms," he muttered, refusing to look at her, and Kyouka smirked into her teacup. "How do you know about that, anyway?"
"You think you're sneaky, but you're really, really not."
Fandom: Bungou Stray Dogs
Characters/Pairing: Dazai/Chuuya, Atsushi, Kyouka
Rating: T
Length: 301
Summary:
"What," Chuuya said, his voice gone dangerous, "is this?" He held up a skimpy nightie, red lace with black trim. Dazai was lying on the futon, head propped on his hand, reading, and he looked up to see Chuuya holding out the offending undergarment with both hands.
"Lingerie," Dazai said, and went back to his book. That, of course, did nothing to answer 99.9% of the questions Chuuya had and frustratingly so. "You know what lingerie is."
"Of fucking COURSE I know what lingerie is, you gigantic asshole." The box had been sitting plainly on the counter, and Dazai had clearly made no effort to disguise its contents. "Why do YOU have lingerie? Who else are you fucking behind my back?"
"Why Chuuya," Dazai purred, sitting up. "Are we exclusive now?"
Chuuya stuffed the gauzy material into a ball and flung it at Dazai's head. "You're a fucking slut, shitty Dazai."
"Mm." Dazai was unaffected, shaking the nightie out and holding it toward Chuuya, eyeing it and him in a way that suddenly made Chuuya increasingly nervous. "You should take better care of the things I buy for you to wear," he said, and Chuuya went red to the tips of his ears. "You should try it on, make sure it fits."
"I thought there was a ban on overnight guests," Atsushi said blearily, staring into the tea he'd made. Kyouka sat peacefully at the table, seemingly unaffected by the muffled noises of rage that would occasionally make it through the floor.
"Never stops you," Kyouka said, and Atsushi blushed hard.
"I - *we* don't wake up half the dorms," he muttered, refusing to look at her, and Kyouka smirked into her teacup. "How do you know about that, anyway?"
"You think you're sneaky, but you're really, really not."
