akutagawa follows close behind, dark eyes scanning the shoreline carefully before settling back on you.

“you still have not explained why we are here this late,” he says.

you turn slightly, smiling.

“you’ll see.”

he narrows his eyes suspiciously but says nothing else.

the water is colder at night.

the kind that sends a sharp chill through your legs the second you step into it.

Akutagawa clicks his tongue softly beside you. “freezing.”

“don’t be dramatic.”

“I am objectively correct.”

you laugh quietly before walking farther in.

the waves move lazily around your knees beneath the silver glow of the moon.

and then, a wave crashes.

suddenly blue light explodes around your legs.

soft glowing streaks swirling through the water like stars caught beneath the surface.

Akutagawa immediately stills.

another wave rolls in.

more glowing blue.

the ocean lights up around both of you.

“…what is this?” he asks quietly.

you grin softly. “bioluminescence.”

for the first time since arriving, Akutagawa actually looks stunned.

every movement in the water leaves glowing trails behind. tiny sparks of blue drifting around your legs whenever the waves move.

you reach down and drag your fingers through the water.

light follows your hand instantly.

beautiful. ethereal. alive.

Akutagawa watches the glow reflect against your skin in silence.

then against your face.

your smile.

your eyes.

and suddenly the ocean is not the prettiest thing here anymore.

“come here,” you whisper gently.

he hesitates only briefly before stepping closer.

the water glows brighter around both of you immediately.

you laugh softly when a wave crashes against his legs, blue light bursting around him like scattered stars.

“…you’re glowing,” you tease.

“hn.”

but his attention stays entirely on you.

you reach for his hand beneath the water.

the glow curls around your intertwined fingers instantly.

for a moment neither of you speak.

the beach feels impossibly quiet.

like the entire world shrunk down to moonlight, ocean water, and the soft blue glow surrounding your bodies.

Akutagawa’s thumb brushes slowly against your hand.

gentle.

careful.

“beautiful,” he murmurs.

you smile softly. “the water?”

his gaze lifts to yours.

“…you.”

and honestly?

that might’ve been the most romantic thing he’s ever said.

a wave crashes harder around your waist, glowing bright enough to paint both of you blue.

you laugh quietly as Akutagawa pulls you closer against him before leaning down to kiss you.

slow.

cold ocean water around your bodies.

warm lips against yours.

the glowing waves moving around you like living starlight.

and when you pull back slightly, you catch the rarest thing of all, akutagawa smiling faintly beneath the moonlight.

꒰ sigma ꒱

“are you sure this is safe?”

Sigma asks this approximately five times before either of you even reach the water.

you laugh softly while pulling him farther down the beach by the hand.

“yes.”

“there could be jellyfish.”

“there are not jellyfish.”

“how do you know?”

“because I checked.”

Sigma still looks mildly unconvinced.

but he lets you tug him into the ocean anyway.

the water is cool against your ankles while waves roll softly toward shore beneath the dark sky. stars scatter faintly above you, reflected dimly across the water’s surface.

then a wave crashes around your legs.

blue light blooms instantly around both of you.

Sigma gasps.

actually gasps.

another wave glows brighter this time, sparkling electric blue around your bodies before fading back into darkness.

his eyes widen completely.

“…oh.”

you laugh at the expression on his face.

“pretty, right?”

Sigma kneels slightly, touching the water with careful fingers.

light trails follow every movement.

he stares in amazement as glowing blue swirls around his hands like liquid stars.

“this is incredible…”

the excitement in his voice makes you smile.

you move closer beside him, dragging your hand through the water too. glowing ribbons curl around both of your arms instantly.

the ocean lights up every time you move together.

soft blue beneath moonlight.

beautiful enough to feel unreal.

Sigma looks at you then.

really looks at you.

at the glow reflecting across your skin and the way your smile brightens every time the waves light up again.

his expression softens immediately.

“…you knew this would happen?”

“mhm.”

“…and brought me here anyway?”

“of course.”

he looks genuinely touched by that.

another glowing wave crashes gently against your legs while Sigma reaches carefully for your hand beneath the water.

the blue light wraps around your fingers instantly.

he smiles softly.

small. warm.

completely lovestruck.

“you look magical,” he says quietly.

you grin. “you look shocked.”

“I am shocked.”

you laugh harder at that.

sigma’s face warms pink almost immediately at the sound.

then he steps closer until the water shifts around both of you together, glowing brighter where your bodies touch.

his free hand brushes gently against your waist.

careful like he’s still nervous to hold you too tightly.

“this feels unreal,” he whispers.

“good unreal?”

“very good unreal.”

you lean closer.

the glowing water swirls around your legs again as sigma closes the remaining distance carefully and kisses you.

soft.

hesitant at first.

then warmer when you smile against his lips.

the waves glow brighter around you both with every movement.

like the ocean itself is sparkling beneath your feet.

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“i said I wanted to relax. there’s a difference.”

you hum like you’re considering it, then point at the ocean. “that is relaxing.”

chuuya squints at you.

then at the water.

then back at you.

“…you’re insane.”

still, he follows you down to the shore.

because of course he does.

the second the water touches his ankles, it’s over.

a wave rolls in harder than expected, and chuuya immediately stiffens as it hits his knees.

“tch-!”

you don’t even hesitate.

one arm hooks under his thighs, the other steadies his back, and before he can fully process what’s happening, you’ve lifted him clean off the ground.

chuuya freezes.

“…put me down.”

you adjust your grip slightly, walking deeper into the water instead. “nope.”

“I can stand in the water perfectly fine.”

another wave rushes in. it hits right where his legs would’ve been.

he clicks his tongue sharply.

“…I can mostly stand in the water.”

you snort.

“you’re short, chuuya.”

“I am not-”

a larger wave crashes in right after and would’ve gone straight over his waist.

if he wasn’t currently being held like a very annoyed, very elegant cat.

you feel him go rigid again.

“…don’t say it.”

“say what?”

“don’t say I need help.”

you grin. “you need help.”

“you-”

he reaches up and grabs your cheek, pinching it hard.

you don’t even flinch.

instead, you lean down slightly.

“careful,” you tease softly. “you’ll fall if I drop you.”

“I will kill you if you drop me.”

“romantic.”

once you get deeper into the water, chuuya slowly realizes something.

he’s not sinking.

he’s not struggling.

and most importantly, the waves aren’t swallowing him whole anymore.

because you’re holding him just high enough to stay above the roughest parts, adjusting effortlessly every time the water shifts.

“…you’re doing this on purpose,” he says quietly.

you hum. “doing what?”

“making me need you.”

you glance at him, amused. “you do need me.”

he goes quiet.

then scoffs. “…tch.”

but he doesn’t tell you to put him down again.

instead, his hands slide from your shoulder down to your collar, gripping lightly like he’s decided this is acceptable now.

the ocean moves around you both in soft, rolling waves.

for a moment, it’s quiet.

just wind. salt.

and chuuya staring at you like he’s trying not to smile.

“you’re enjoying this,” he accuses.

“enjoying what?”

“this stupid… carrying thing.”

you tilt your head. “maybe a little.”

his eye twitches.

“…unbelievable.”

you lean in then, just slightly.

close enough that the saltwater between you feels warmer.

and steal a kiss.

quick. soft.

chuuya immediately short-circuits.

“HEY-”

you laugh against his mouth.

“what? you’re not gonna fall. I’ve got you.”

he looks like he wants to argue.

he really does.

but another wave rolls in, and instead of arguing, he just tightens his grip on your shirt and pulls you back in for another kiss, this one longer, slightly annoyed, and very definitely not meant for anyone watching the beach.

“…you’re insufferable,” he mutters afterward.

you smile. “and you’re still in my arms.”

“…don’t get used to it.”

but he doesn’t ask to be put down.

not once.

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"my own girlfriend... insulting my beautiful face..."

he spends the next hour sighing dramatically whenever you walk past him.

"don't worry. i'll simply become a mysterious man whose beauty can only be appreciated by strangers."

the moment you laugh, he immediately grins.

"aha! so you still think i'm funny."

"...i never said that."

"close enough."

later that night, he quietly asks while resting his head on your lap,

"...you were joking... right?"

꒰ chuuya nakahara ꒱

"...the hell did you just say?"

he genuinely thinks he misheard you.

when you repeat it with a completely straight face, he narrows his eyes.

"...you're lucky i love you."

he walks over to the nearest mirror, fixes his hair, adjusts his coat, and looks back at you.

"be honest."

"..."

"am i?"

he tries acting confident, but the tiny crease between his brows gives him away.

once you finally tell him you were kidding, he flicks your forehead.

"don't scare me like that again."

꒰ ranpo edogawa ꒱

"...lying."

he doesn't even look up from his snacks.

"you're trying to tease me."

"...what if i'm serious?"

"you're smiling."

"..."

"your heartbeat didn't change."

he casually pops another piece of candy into his mouth.

"nice try."

he still ends up asking later,

"...you still think i'm cute though, right?"

꒰ ryunosuke akutagawa ꒱

he goes completely silent.

"...i see."

his expression barely changes, but something in his eyes dims.

he simply nods and quietly excuses himself.

the guilt hits you almost instantly.

when you find him later, he's standing alone, staring out the window.

"...i apologize if my appearance disappoints you."

your heart absolutely shatters.

he looks genuinely confused when you immediately hug him.

꒰ doppo kunikida ꒱

"...what?"

he blinks over the top of his notebook.

"did i hear you correctly?"

when you nod, he instinctively starts adjusting his tie.

"is my appearance untidy?"

"is my hair messy?"

"do i look exhausted?"

he immediately starts trying to figure out what changed.

when you finally admit you were joking, he lets out the biggest sigh.

"...please don't conduct unnecessary relationship experiments."

꒰ atsushi nakajima ꒱

"...oh."

his smile immediately disappears.

he awkwardly scratches the back of his neck.

"...that's okay."

"...looks aren't everything."

he says it so softly that you immediately regret teasing him.

he genuinely believes you.

when you start apologizing, he's more worried about comforting you.

"it's okay..."

"...really."

꒰ fukuzawa yukichi ꒱

he simply looks at you.

"...is that so."

his voice remains calm, but there's the faintest hint of disappointment.

he doesn't argue.

he doesn't defend himself.

he just accepts your opinion.

"...thank you for being honest."

which somehow makes you feel ten times worse.

you immediately grab his sleeve.

"wait- i was kidding."

he looks at you for a long moment before the tiniest smile appears.

"...i thought so."

꒰ fyodor dostoevsky ꒱

"...interesting."

he tilts his head.

"what changed?"

he isn't offended.

he's curious.

he starts asking questions like he's conducting research.

"when exactly did i stop being handsome?"

"was there a defining moment?"

"what qualities determine attractiveness?"

five minutes later you're somehow debating philosophy instead of teasing him.

he wins.

somehow.

꒰ nikolai gogol ꒱

"...WHAT?"

he gasps dramatically.

falls to his knees.

throws both hands toward the ceiling.

"THE TRAGEDY!"

"THE BETRAYAL!"

he spends the next five minutes asking random strangers.

"excuse me! am i handsome?"

you can't stop laughing.

he finally grins.

"mission accomplished."

꒰ sigma ꒱

"...did i... do something wrong?"

he immediately assumes it's his fault.

he quietly fixes his hair.

straightens his clothes.

"...i can change."

"...if there's something you don't like."

he looks so genuinely worried that you immediately cup his face.

he almost melts the second you tell him he's still the most handsome man you've ever seen.

꒰ saigiku jouno ꒱

"..."

he smiles.

which somehow feels dangerous.

"you hesitated before speaking."

"..."

"your heartbeat increased."

"..."

"you're lying."

he chuckles.

"you nearly had me."

then he leans closer.

"...say it again."

"...you're not handsome."

"incorrect."

꒰ tetcho suehiro ꒱

"...understood."

he accepts it with complete seriousness.

"...thank you for informing me."

"..."

"...should i change my hairstyle?"

"...or perhaps my diet."

he actually starts making a mental list.

you have to physically stop him before he asks strangers for appearance advice.

꒰ junichiro tanizaki ꒱

"...really?"

his ears immediately turn pink.

he awkwardly smiles.

"...i guess... i can't really argue."

he becomes noticeably quieter for the rest of the day.

when you apologize, he laughs softly.

"...i know you didn't mean it."

"...but maybe don't joke like that again."

꒰ michizo tachihara ꒱

"...excuse me?"

he laughs because there's no way you mean it.

"...good one."

"..."

"...wait."

"...you're serious?"

he immediately pulls out his phone and opens the front camera.

"nah."

"...nah, i still got it."

he spends the next hour fishing for compliments without even realizing it.

"this jacket still looks good though..."

"...right?"

the second you call him handsome again, he tries so hard to hide the smug grin spreading across his face.

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by the time swim day actually arrives, he has:

baby sunscreen

two towels

emergency snacks

three spare outfits

waterproof toys

a tiny sunhat

and enough anxiety to power a small city

“it’s just a pool,” kunikida says when he sees the bag.

dazai looks at him blankly.

“he’s six months old, kunikida.”

“yes.”

“…he could drown.”

“not if you’re holding him.”

dazai narrows his eyes suspiciously like the pool personally offended him.

the swim class is full of exhausted parents and tiny babies wearing ridiculously small swimsuits.

tsukki is sitting against dazai’s chest in a dark blue swim outfit, blinking slowly at the loud room like he’s already evaluating everyone.

a woman nearby smiles.

“he’s adorable.”

dazai immediately looks proud. “thank you. i made him.”

tsukki drools on his shoulder.

when it’s finally time to get into the water, dazai hesitates at the edge of the pool.

“…it’s cold.”

the instructor smiles patiently. “he’ll adjust.”

“what if i don’t.”

tsukki stares at the water.

then at dazai.

then sneezes directly on him.

the instructor coughs to hide a laugh.

eventually, dazai carefully steps into the shallow end holding tsukki securely against his chest.

the second the water touches him, tsukki freezes.

completely still.

tiny hands gripping dazai’s swim shirt.

dazai immediately panics.

“he hates it.”

“give him a second,” the instructor says gently.

dazai looks down nervously. “tsukki? son? be honest with me.”

tsukki blinks once.

then slowly kicks the water.

splash.

he pauses.

kicks again.

bigger splash.

his eyes widen slightly.

dazai watches carefully.

then tsukki suddenly smacks both hands into the water with shocking force.

water splashes directly into dazai’s face.

silence.

then, tiny baby laughter.

tsukki is laughing.

full little squeaky giggles while aggressively splashing everything around him.

dazai stares for one stunned second before immediately melting.

“…oh no,” he whispers emotionally. “he’s happy.”

the instructor smiles knowingly.

dazai looks like he’s about to cry.

after that, tsukki becomes unstoppable.

he kicks constantly.

splashes every living thing nearby.

grabs at floating toys with tiny determined hands.

at one point, he smacks water directly into dazai’s mouth.

dazai coughs dramatically.

“betrayed by my own bloodline.”

tsukki giggles harder.

the parents nearby laugh softly while dazai stares down at his son with complete devastation.

“…you think this is funny.”

tsukki squeals.

“you’re right. it is funny.”

halfway through class, the instructor encourages parents to let the babies float briefly on their backs.

dazai looks horrified instantly.

“absolutely not.”

“you’ll still be holding him.”

“emotionally i disagree with this activity.”

but eventually he tries.

very carefully, he lowers tsukki slightly onto the water while supporting his entire body.

tsukki freezes again.

wide-eyed.

tiny arms spread out.

floating.

dazai barely breathes.

then tsukki looks up at the ceiling lights reflecting on the water and smiles.

small. sleepy. content.

and something about it completely destroys dazai emotionally.

his expression softens instantly.

“…look at you,” he whispers quietly.

tsukki reaches one wet little hand upward toward him.

dazai melts immediately.

after swim class ends, tsukki falls asleep almost instantly in the locker room wrapped up like a burrito in towels.

his damp curls stick slightly to his forehead.

dazai sits beside him quietly for a moment just staring.

completely gone.

completely in love.

kunikida walks in carrying paperwork.

stops.

“…why are you looking at him like that.”

dazai doesn’t look away.

“he floated.”

“yes. babies do that.”

“…he floated.”

kunikida sighs deeply.

later that night, dazai spends forty minutes showing people blurry pool photos.

“look at this one,” he says seriously. “he splashed me intentionally.”

atsushi smiles politely. “that’s cute.”

“this one is from when he discovered buoyancy.”

“you took fifty pictures of the same thing.”

“every moment mattered.”

and somewhere nearby, tsukki sleeps peacefully after the most exciting day of his tiny life.

꒰ chuuya nakahara ꒱

taking twins swimming sounds easier in theory.

in reality, it’s hell.

“why are there so many tiny shoes,” chuuya mutters while unpacking the swim bag.

indie is already trying to crawl away.

ivan is chewing on a floatie strap.

and chuuya hasn’t even left the house yet.

the pool is warm and shallow, specifically designed for babies.

there are colorful floaties everywhere.

small toys drifting across the water.

parents smiling nervously.

and chuuya, already sweating.

he has indie balanced on one hip while trying to keep ivan from eating sunscreen.

“ivan,” he mutters, pulling the bottle away, “why are you like this.”

ivan smiles at him.

chuuya sighs.

“yeah, okay. my fault.”

both babies are dressed in matching little swimsuits.

indie’s has tiny ruffles.

ivan’s has little sharks on it.

they are offensively cute.

a woman nearby gasps softly. “oh my god, twins.”

chuuya immediately straightens proudly.

“yeah.”

“…they’re adorable.”

he tries to act normal about it.

fails immediately.

“thanks,” he says, smiling helplessly. “they kinda know it too.”

indie squeals right on cue.

getting into the water is chaos immediately.

indie loves it.

the second her feet touch the pool, she starts kicking wildly with excited little noises.

ivan does not.

ivan looks personally offended by water.

he clings to chuuya’s chest with tiny fists while glaring at the pool like it insulted him.

“…it’s okay,” chuuya says softly, bouncing him slightly. “you’re alright.”

ivan frowns harder.

indie splashes herself directly in the face and laughs.

“and you,” chuuya mutters, looking at her, “have no survival instincts.”

eventually, ivan relaxes enough to sit against chuuya’s arm in the water.

barely.

he still looks suspicious.

meanwhile indie is thriving.

she splashes nonstop.

grabs at floating toys.

tries to crawl directly into deeper water twice.

at one point she kicks hard enough to splash another parent nearby.

chuuya freezes instantly. “oh my god, i’m so sorry-”

the other parent laughs. “it’s okay.”

indie grins proudly like she committed a successful crime.

“…she’s definitely yours,” chuuya mutters.

then ivan discovers splashing.

everything changes immediately.

because now he realizes water can be weaponized.

he slaps the surface once.

water sprays everywhere.

his eyes widen.

he does it again.

harder.

indie notices instantly and joins him.

within seconds, both babies are attacking the pool like tiny aquatic gremlins.

chuuya is getting drenched.

the instructor is laughing.

other parents are laughing.

and chuuya is sitting there completely soaked while both twins squeal like they’ve unlocked ultimate power.

“…i created monsters.”

indie kicks him directly in the stomach.

ivan sneezes.

later, the instructor encourages floating practice.

chuuya immediately looks nervous.

“they’re too little.”

“you’ll still be supporting them.”

“…yeah but emotionally this feels illegal.”

still, he tries.

he carefully supports indie first.

she floats happily without a single thought behind her eyes.

completely relaxed.

tiny legs kicking lazily.

“okay,” chuuya admits softly. “that’s kinda cute.”

then comes ivan.

ivan stiffens immediately.

tiny hands gripping chuuya’s wrists.

chuuya softens instantly. “hey, hey. i got you.”

ivan stares up at him.

still nervous.

but slowly, he relaxes.

just enough, and chuuya smiles softly like he just witnessed a miracle.

“…good job,” he whispers.

by the end of class, both twins are exhausted.

indie falls asleep first, warm against chuuya’s shoulder wrapped in a towel.

ivan fights sleep dramatically for five more minutes before finally passing out too.

chuuya sits there in the locker room holding both babies carefully against his chest.

quiet.

still damp from the pool.

completely exhausted himself.

but smiling anyway.

because they had fun.

because they trusted him.

because moments like this make every hard day worth it.

he kisses the top of indie’s head.

then ivan’s.

“…you two are gonna kill me someday,” he murmurs fondly.

indie snores softly.

ivan drools slightly onto his shirt.

and honestly, he’s never been happier.

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