Chuuya stood near the edge of the crowd, arms folded as he watched the boxing ring. The place was loud—too loud. Girls near the front screamed every time Dazai threw a punch, their voices sharp enough to make Chuuya’s brow twitch in irritation.

In the ring, Dazai moved like he owned the place.

A strong punch landed squarely against his opponent’s jaw, sending the other fighter stumbling back. The crowd erupted, cheers and squeals filling the air.

Chuuya clicked his tongue under his breath.

Typical.

When the three-minute round finally ended, the bell rang through the arena. Dazai leaned against the ropes, chest rising and falling as sweat clung to his skin. Even from where he stood, Chuuya could see the smug glint in his boyfriend’s eyes.

Of course he’d look this way.

Dazai tilted his head slightly, gaze locking onto Chuuya through the crowd. A crooked grin spread across his face despite the heavy breathing.

“Am I doing great, baby?”