A Typo

a typo

kunikidazai + “this crossword has a typo”

For Kunikida, that was a simple, calm and unusual night. One in which he hoped to finish the crossword that was taking him around a week to complete due to schedule issues before going to sleep. In fact, he was already in bed, pajamas on and half-tucked already beside Dazai.

It wouldn’t be just a simple, calm and unusual night the next time he looked back at it, though. But he didn’t know that yet.

“Hm.” He suddenly said, frowning not due to having started to struggle but because of something else entirely. “This crossword has a typo.” Was his offhand comment, as Kunikida moved on to correct it as best as he could with the pen in his hand.

“Hm.” Was all he got from Dazai for the time being, in a way softer tone than when he had muttered the same sound.

The fact it had taken a while for his partner to offer any kind of feedback wasn’t lost on him, but he also didn’t think too much into it: it was getting a bit late, Dazai was doing his own thing too… Not to mention how being in a relationship with him still made one an expert in deciphering what he may be thinking even when paying close attention.

Besides, given the fact that such a moment would kickstart a future surprise (a very good one, by that matter), Kunikida not seeing it coming was a good thing.

(also on ao3.)