Chuuya slowly opens his eyes, realizing that he is lying on his bed on a wonderful Saturday morning, which is spoiled only by the fact that Dazai, who is clearly not brushing his teeth yet, is leaning over Chuuya, damn it! Chuuya makes a dissatisfied sound and moves away a little, thinking that Dazai was probably again looking at the barely noticeable stubble on Chuuya's face, which began to appear quite recently. Chuuya was surprised himself, but Dazai's reaction was quite strange.. Well, he probably shouldn't be offended, in any case, Dazai was quite calm about Chuuya wanting to start transition a year and a half ago, given that Dazai had only dated girls before, Dazai even helps him with testosterone shots, though Chuuya doesn't particularly like to trust Dazai with a syringe. Dazai didn't say anything about the scars from top surgery on Chuuya's chest, so what the fuck is the problem with the stubble? Chuuya thinks it looks pretty cool! "Damn it, stop breathing in my face, are you a dog?"