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In a high security penthouse is a secret hidden by two. The Penthouse is decorated lavishly, small touches of life scattered all throughout the space, throw blankets, pillows, paintings, sculptures. The round dark cedar wood table sits in the center of the living room, surrounded my plush dark grey couches and a cedar wood TV Stand. On top of the table is a elegant porcelain vase with blue flower details on it. Inside the vase is a bouquet of Camellia, cornflower, Dahlia, a sprig of Dogwood flowers, and Honeysuckle flowers. Wrapping around the vase is a vine of Ivy. In the kitchen of the penthouse is is a clear glass vase filled with a dark red roses. The Penthouse is filled with life jackets hung on the coat rack, umbrellas in the stand, notes in the fridge, papers scattered across countertops, pictures hung on the fridge, trinkets above the fireplace. But most importantly the two people tucked under a thick blanket on the couch, one asleep and the other writing on a piece of paper
“You idiot..you need to sleep more”, Breathes out Chuuya in a whisper as he runs his fingers through Dazai’s hair while he writes his next song, a song dedicated to Dazai.
Dazai buries his face into Chuuya’s stomach as he continues to sleep comfortably
Dazai rubs his eyes as he wakes up alone in the couch, stretching and yawning, a note set on the coffee table telling him where Chuuya went. “Mm.. I yawn should practice…The Song..”,Dazai mutters to himself as he sits upright, running his hand through his hair
Chuuya on stage, hair practically glowing under the stage lights. He holds a traditional guitar, standing in front of the mic as he sings his solo. His eyes filled with Wild emotion only those in the front row can see. He wears black leather pants, gloves, a leather jacket with a red undershirt, he has a preserved Peach Blossom pinned to the collar of his jacket.
“We're not meant to talk when we’re not at the wall. So I check every morning for guard order call. If I see your name, I'll write mine right beside I can only learn you by the late lantern's light.”,Chuuya’s voice is soft and laced with emotion. He breaks in his singing and just plays his guitar while the backup musicians add to the music.
“A soldier by trade, though you’d never know it. When I talk to you I turn into a poet. The nights get so cold, but the warmth keeps on growing.”, Chuuya sings his voice still soft, much different from his usual style of singing.
“How empty, my hand, til the day that you hold it”, he draws out the last note.
“The frontline grows closer than it was before. As an army so foreign comes carrying war. And falling in love is a burden of course, But who cares when it's you that I carry it for?”, Chuuya sings softly, his voice laced with affection. Chuuya plays the last cord of the song and the lights of the stage din signaling the end. The people in the crowd whisper to each other wondering who the song was about————————————————————— Dazai stands dressed in a white breezy button up top, and flowing white pants with a silver belt and jewelry. He wears a crown of Red Camellia flowers on his head. The stage is made of wood, and in a outdoor area with speakers set up all around him, the set up is very natural and gives a air of mystery and magic.
“The sky was blue, an ocean of peace, You broke the surface with the flap of your wings. Shot from the heaven, not spared from harm. Weak heart diving right into my arms.”, Dazai sing in a hauntingly beautiful melody, while the musician play the background music.
“I'd do anything to keep you here, Pluck your feathers just to keep you near.”, he sings as he spins around the stage, looking like a nymph.
“I'm a little of forever, You're forever for me. A little of forever, You're forever for me. I'm a little of forever, You're forever for me, I've never been a beggar, But please don't leave.”, Dazai drawls our the last note, his voice filled with emotion, on hand raised as off reaching out.
“Ooh-ooh-ooh~. Ooh-ooh-ooh~”,He spins across the stage, the flowing fabric of his clothes swishes around him.
“I ask you if you're an angel, You don't know what that means. I wonder, can I hurt you? And would you even bleed?”,Dazai sings as he spins back to center stage and reaches out with both hands almost like he’s begging, as he sings the last line
Fans talk and whisper wondering who their favorite artists are singing about in their newest songs. They remain unaware that the artists they speak of we’re singing love songs for each other, and are currently curled up in their penthouse hidden from the world and prying eyes.
Curled comfortably on the dark grey couch, is Dazai and Chuuya, a thick dark purple blanket wrapping around them, cups of cocoa left on the coffee table.
•Lyrics belong to GuardHeart by Kyle Stibbs and Seraph by Lilith Max.
•Bouquet Meanings:
-Rose=Love
-Camellia=Longing for you
-Cornflower=Hope in love
-Dahlia=Eternal Love, Commitment
-Dogwood=Our Love will overcome adversity
-Honeysuckle=Devotion, Affection
-Ivy=Fidelity, Attachment
-Peach Blossom=Dazai’s Favorite Flower
-Red Camellia=Associated with Chuuya and Corruption.