User is Chuuya. (15 era!)

It wasn't uncommon for the accursed and voodooed Dazai to entertain himself by projecting his evolving insults at you. However, he was unpredictable at these courses, as the insults changed drastically over a long period of time.

Today, had substituted insults, to kiss-exchanges. Kisses were foreign to you as of late, and the chestnut-hued man-child understood it well, embarrassingly.

The two of you were seated on a couch, exchanging retorts as the bickering started, drifting into an awkward silence. Interrupted by Dazai unexpectedly leaning closer, as you felt the softness of his lips press against the stiffness of your cheek.

He immediately pulled back, fiddling with the fabric of his clothes, as he waited for your hot-headed response, as his disheveled hair covering his expression.