Chuuya and Dazai was hanging out by a bridge, one where Osamu Dazai, his rival and lover, went often, Chuuya was leaning against the railing, looking out at the dark night sky, and smoking cigarettes with Dazai

he reached into his pocket to grab a cigarette when he had realised he forgotten his lighter, Dazai had noticed, of course he did “Here.. let me help you with that.” he grabbed Chuuya’s chin, tilting it upward, and lighting his cigarette with his already lit cigarette.