Chuuya & Akutagawa (Bungou stray dogs)
Chuuya was done. He was done watching Akutagawa push himself with using Rashomon. He knew why he was doing it. He'd been told that he'd initially started overworking Rashomon after he first met Atsushi and saw Dazai again. But he'd at least been eating and sleeping then. Ever since he'd captured Dazai and spoken to him, things had gotten worse. He was sleeping and eating less, spending most of his time training and practicing with Rashomon. He'd even stopped bathing or showering. Chuuya didn't know what Dazai had said to Akutagawa, no one did, but he could guess. Dazai had always been good at reading people and saying the right thing to rile people up, and when it came to Dazai, Akutagawa was so easy to read. Everyone knew how much Akutagawa craved his praise and approval. Whatever he'd said had clearly worked, but now Akutagawa was self-destructing right in front of him, and he couldn't take it anymore.
He'd give Akutagawa one more chance to take care of himself. If Akutagawa refused, Chuuya would have to use more drastic measures, something he sincerely hoped it wouldn't come to.
Chuuya went to the training room Akutagawa usually used and found the dark haired boy once again practicing with Rashomon. He'd clearly been at it for a while, he was sweaty and looked one movement away from passing out from exhaustion. He was also a lot skinnier than he should've been. The dark circles under his eyes served as proof that he hadn't been sleeping lately. It was hard to see, but Chuuya was finally officially done. If Akutagawa wouldn't take care of himself then Chuuya would. It was his responsibility. After all, he was the one who brought Akutagawa here, along with Dazai.
"Hey," Chuuya called out to get Akutagawa's attention. Akutagawa ignored him continuing his training. "That's enough training for now. You're overworking yourself.
"Go away," Akutagawa grumbled, not even glancing in his direction.
"I'm not going anywhere, not until you stop training and agree to eat something." Chuuya declared, leaving no room for argument. Akutagawa chose to argue anyway.
"There's no time to eat, I'm busy."
"You can make time. You can come and train again when you've eaten something and gotten some sleep. Don't think I didn't notice you've been training all night, only getting a few hours of sleep the past couple of days. A bath wouldn't hurt either." Chuuya's turn became more stern, a tone he used to employ on a younger Akutagawa . Unfortunately he hadn't been around recently to mentor Akutagawa. He was here now, though, and he would make sure Akutagawa stopped destroying himself.
"No, I have to get stronger," Akutagawa argued, finally dismissing Rashomon so he could turn on Chuuya. He didn't want to accidentally hurt the man. His anger wasn't with him.
"And you think this is the way to do that? working yourself and Rashomon to exhaustion?" The response caused Akutagawa to glare at him.
"It's better than doing nothing," Akutagawa exclaimed louder than he intended. He was just so frustrated, so angry, he couldn't help it.
"I'm not asking you to do nothing, I'm asking you to at least take care of yourself when you're training. Now, go have a bath, I'll make you some food, and after you've eaten you can get some rest," Chuuya argued, turning to leave, assuming the fight was won.
"No." Akutagawa refused. He went to grab some water, at least he'd still been drinking, not noticing the way Chuuya froze, his face becoming strict.
"I apologise, I must have misheard you, would you repeat that," his voice was scarily calm, but Akutagawa apparently didn't notice that.
"I said no," Akutagawa repeated, standing firm and not backing down, as he took another drink of water before putting the bottle down on the bench next to him.
"So I heard you correctly," Chuuya mused, though he sounded more disappointed than anything, "you know, I was expecting you to fight about this, but I was hoping you wouldn't, that you'd realise listening to me would be the best thing to do. I was hoping I could convince you to take care of yourself." As he spoke, Chuuya walked towards Akutagawa, who refused to back up, standing pridefully in front of his mentor. He wouldn't back down, he wouldn't be weak. "I can see now that I'll have to resort to plan B."
"Plan B ?" Akutagawa wondered aloud, barely managing to hide how nervous he was feeling. He wouldn't show that he was getting nervous.
"Yes, I obviously can't convince you with words, and I could try to force you to take breaks to eat and sleep, but the second I went on a mission, you'd be right back to exhausting yourself. So, I'll have to convince you to take care of yourself with actions. You're an adult now, I understand that, but you haven't been acting like an adult recently. I think I know how to convince you." With that Chuuya reached out to grab Akutagawa. Akutagawa tried to dodge his grip but couldn't. Chuuya grabbed Akutagawa and pulled him along as he walked over to the bench, sitting down on it and trying to pull Akutagawa over his knee.
Akutagawa was confused but still fought and struggled against Chuuya. He didn't know what Chuuya was planning but he didn't want to find out. Still, Chuuya was physically stronger and managed to get the younger over his knee.
For his part Chuuya didn't know how to feel. He'd never spanked anyone before and had been hoping it wouldn't come to this, but he also believed this was the only way Akutagawa would listen. So, with Akutagawa pinned over his knee, he grabbed his pants and underwear and started to pull them down. There was no point in starting over his clothes. they were part of the mafia, they'd experienced worse. Part of the reason he'd chosen this course of action was due to the humiliation associated with spanking. He also didn't want to do anything that would cause him actual physical harm.
"What are you doing?! Let me go!" Akutagawa demanded angrily, face flushing in anger and embarrassment as he felt Chuuya bare his bottom. He tried to escape again, but he was tired and Chuuya had him trapped.
"No, not until you learn to take better care of yourself," Chuuya stated and, with Akutagawa's butt now bared, began to deliver a series of firm spanks.
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Immediately, Akutagawa was cursing and insulting him, calling him every name he could think of and demanding to be let up.
"Are you going to go in the bath if I stop?" Chuuya questioned, not stopping or slowing the spanks for a second.
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"No," Akutagawa argued stubbornly, glaring at Chuuya over his shoulder,
"Then, I'll continue," Chuuya decided, continuing to spank him harder.
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Akutagawa growled as he was spanked, refusing to cry out in pain, He was part of the mafia, he couldn't give in to something like this. He'd been through worse. But nothing had ever prepared him for enduring spankings. Still he refused to be that weak, to cry out after just a few spanks.
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"Do you know why you're getting spanked?" Chuuya demanded.
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Akutagawa looked at the floor to hide the winces of pain he was making as he answered. "Because I didn't do as you say."
"Hmm... only half right. You're actually here," he gave Akutagawa's butt a couple more smacks, slightly lighter than the previous ones, "because you refuse to take care of yourself." The next series of spanks was back to being firm and hard, not overly harsh but definitely more than enough to sting.
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"I'm just trying to become stronger," Akutagawa growled, trying to keep the pain out of his voice.
"Training Rashomon only does so much," Chuuya pointed out. SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK! "It doesn't matter how strong Rashomon is, if you're too tired or hungry to even summon him. All this is doing is destroying you." SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK. "You've gotten skinnier because you haven't been eating, you're so tired you're about to pass out, you haven't been bathing, this isn't making you stronger." SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK.
"But I have better control over Rashomon, that's all I need to be strong," Akutagawa declared, squirming at the spanks that followed.
"No, what matters is you being alive and healthy," Chuuya informed him sternly. SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK
Akutagawa, by this point was struggling to hold back sounds of pain but stubbornly refused to give in.
"Are you going to take care of yourself? Are you going to have a bath, eat and sleep?" SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK.
Akutagawa didn't respond, gritting his teeth determinedly.
"Are you going to stop training so hard you overwork yourself?" SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK.
"No," he let out and couldn't hold back his next words. "Nothing will make me stop training, I need to do this, I need to be the best."
"I didn't ask you to stop training completely, just to stop overworking yourself." SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK
"I have to train hard, I can't agree to that, there's nothing you can do to make me agree to that," Akutagawa declared confidently.
"Nothing, huh? We'll see about that." With those words Chuuya adjusted Akutagawa and started targeting his sit spots and upper thighs. SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK
Akutagawa immediately started crying out in pain, taken by surprise with how much more that hurt.
"Maybe this will change your mind," Chuuya mused. SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK.
Akutagawa tried not to give in but he couldn't help it. Tears started to fall from his eyes, and as Chuuya continued to spank him, now starting to spank his entire butt, including his sit spots and thighs, Akutagawa continued to cry.
"Well, are you going to take better care of yourself?" Chuuya demanded, not stopping the spanking but sensing it would be over soon.
"Yes! Okay! I'll take care of myself!" Akutagawa cried out, desperate for it to stop. He was angry and humiliated beyond belief but there was nothing else he could do. He knew Chuuya would have no problem doing this until he agreed, and his butt couldn't take much more.
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"And you'll have a bath after this?"
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"Yes, I'll have a bath after this," he agreed, alarmed to realise he was on the verge of begging for it to stop.
"And you'll stop overworking yourself?" He enquired.
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"Yes, I will!" He declared, hoping that would be it.
"See to it that you do, because if you don't you'll be right back in this positions." The last round of spanks landed firmly on his sit spots, causing him to sob and repeat a mantra of "I will, I promise". Finally, Chuuya ended the spanking, rubbing his butt soothingly and quietly reassuring him. Not many people had seen Chuuya' soft side, but Akutagawa was one of the few who had, and it was that side of Chuuya that comforted him now, carefully sitting him up and helping him calm down, drying his tears once he stopped crying.
Akutagawa quickly recomposed himself and got up, holding back a wince as he pulled his pants back up.
"You go have a bath, I'll go and grab you some food," Chuuya ordered, and Akutagawa glared at him and grumbled but still did as he said, not wanting another spanking, and realising that Chuuya may have had a point.
Akutagawa couldn't be strong if he wasn't healthy.