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The hallways were dark and all that can be heard is a slight hum of the air vents but down that hallway is an office, more specifically Chuuya’s, at this current moment in time Akutagawa sat in Chuuya’s office the sounds of wine being poured in a glass that makes a clink noise when it’s sat down on the desk. The dim lights make Akutagawa’s face look mysterious and a tad bit cunning as he softly grins at the ginger man taking a seat next to him. The ambiance in the room is warm but has darker more intense tones, the smell of the wine lingering in the air and off of the executives breath.
“So I heard what you did recently Akutagawa.”
Akutagawa grins even deeper eyes turned into slits as he scoffs.
“I simply toyed with a traitor, nothing to out of the ordinary.”
Chuuya picks up his glass and swirls it around in his gloved hand looking at the way the fluid sticks to the glass then pulls off of it.
“I wouldn’t say punching that bandage freak is anything in the ordinary for you, am I right about that?”
Akutagawa leans back in the chair taking a deep breath in replaying the image of him punching Dazai in the torture chamber, the feeling of finally getting back at the one man who has been plaguing his mind for years brings him endless amount of joy.
“I suppose you are right about that.”
Chuuya leans closer, so close that Akutagawa can feel his breath linger down his neck.
“I also got a swing on him.”
Akutagawa looks into Chuuya’s eyes and sees the way the warm lights from the lamps hits his aquamarine eyes causing them to look slightly emerald.
“I would guess that would make sense that you would have a go at him, seeing that you are his ex partner.”
Chuuya scoots even closer their thighs now touching.
“God you are so much better than him you know that right?”
Akutagawa pauses then leans into Chuuya’s face.
“You think so?”
“I know so.”
Chuuya grabs Akutagawa’s chin and kisses him gently, tenderly, and oh so soft.
The kiss turns heated quickly.
Their tongues sliding into each other’s mouths, Akutagawa can taste the wine off of his mouth and a slight hint of tobacco. Muffled moans escape from him as the way Chuuya pulls his hair makes him smile into the kiss.
They pull apart gasping for air mouths both agape.
“Jesus Christ that felt so good.”
“I suppose it did.”
Chuuya pulls out his phone and looks something up and gives it to Akutagawa, Akutagawa looks up puzzled like he was handed a paper with words in a different language.
“What is this for?”
“A menu for a restaurant, I’m gonna take you out on a date.”
Akutagawa looks through it and then nods.
“I shall see you when?”
“Tomorrow at 5pm, I’ll text you the details.”
Akutagawa stands up adjusting his coat and walks right out of his office through the dark hallway, he brings his hand to his lips as he wipes off the left over saliva left from Chuuya’s mouth off.
“This shall be fun.”