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Chuuya didn't wake up with a loud gasp nor did he jump into a sitting position in shock and broke out in a sweat. Instead, Chuuya merely opened his eyes, one hand put on top of his racing heart while the other instinctively reached out to the man beside him- the brunet didn't even flinch in his sleep. It was something that Chuuya had taken a notice of lately; compared to before, he's getting more sleep and isn't so easily woken up now. In a sense, it made Chuuya happy because it looks like Dazai had finally let himself relax and lower his guard but now, it picked on his anxiety. He trailed his hand down to feel for his pulse and sighed in relief when he noticed it's there, strong and beating.
Chuuya then ran his gaze onto the little lump settled comfortably on top of Dazai's chest and his lips automatically curled into a smile at the sight of Shuuji's sleeping face. It has been a habit of theirs whenever they would sleep altogether, the baby would claim his dad's chest as his bed while Chuuya and Dazai would have their arms around him to ensure he's all well, safe and sound.
The ginger slowly pushed himself up with minimum movements, gathering Shuuji into his arm and he chuckled quietly when Dazai jolted, instinctively reaching out to hold the small one into himself. "Relax, it's me." Chuuya stroke the protective arms, coaxing him to let go.
"Chuuya?"
"Yeah. Let go." Dazai did and Chuuya kissed his forehead gently. "I'll be back in a second."
When Chuuya later came back, Dazai hadn't moved from his position but he's fairly awake now.
"I put him in his room." The redhead explained while climbing back onto the double king bed, but instead of settling on his previous position, Chuuya took Shuuji's place and his husband was more than pleased to welcome him, wrapping secure arms around his waist and the shoulders.
"What's this? Is it that Chuuya wants to be pampered like a baby?" The brunet teased, pressing the older one close to his chest while caressing his locks.
"Shut up." Chuuya mumbled, nose pressing against the nook of Dazai's neck.
"You good?"
"Yeah, I am now."
It took Chuuya a moment of silence before he spoke up. "Had a dream, you were dead- killed yourself."
"Chibi.."
"I know. I know you haven't attempted any of your dumb suicides attempt in months and I don't know why I even dreamt of it-"
"Chuuya, I have you and the little Chibi now. I won't be so cruel to leave you to be a widower and I'd prefer it if Shuuji grows up with both of his parents."
"So you won't try to kill yourself anymore?"
"At least not seriously? But Chibi knows I have a tremendous amount of luck."
"Luck runs out."
Dazai kissed the top of Chuuya's head. "Stop worrying. You can't get rid of me that easily."
"Right. You would've died long ago if I can."
"Now go back to sleep before you wake another me for being too cute."
"Can you please not!" Chuuya groaned. "Your husband was woken up from a bad dream where you died and you get horny? I can't believe you!"
Dazai snickered. "I was just kidding. You were too tense, darling."
"Are you now?" The redhead huffed.
Dazai hummed. "I'm not going anywhere for as long as I have you and little Chibi, so rest assured."
"I'm holding onto your words, shitty Osamu."
"I won't lie about this kind of thing, Chibi. Not to you."
Chuuya was glad Dazai couldn't see the red that was beginning to bloom on his cheeks. "You better not. I wouldn't hesitate to destroy even hell to drag you back up here."
"Hell? I would go to heaven, without a doubt!"
"I don't even want to start." Chuuya growled, pushing his upper body up to wiggle his way until he could slot their lips together. "Now that we have Shuuji, we can't die. Not you, not me. Get it?"
Dazai chuckled at that, chasing after Chuuya's lips to kiss him lazily, squeezing the petite ginger in a silent promise while he muttered a playful : "Yes, mommy."