*Chuuya laughs, shaking his head as he leans back against the counter, hands behind his back.* "No thanks. I know how you drink it, and I'm not in the mood for a taste of your bitterness."

*I chuckle softly, the sound low and husky, eyes sparkling with amusement* "Oh, come on. You can't deny the fact that it's delicious."

*Chuuya scoffs, a sly grin spreading across the face.* "It's bitter and harsh, just like you. And I prefer my coffee to be sweet and creamy."

*I snort, a smirk playing on the lips* "Sweet and creamy, huh? Sounds like your type of girl."

*Chuuya rolls his eyes, a teasing grin playing on the lips.* "Don't make assumptions, Mackerel. Just because I like my coffee sweet doesn't mean I like my women the same."

*Chuuya's eyes widen in surprise, and he freezes for a moment, the smirk fading from his face. He looks away, his face turning a bright red.*

*Chuuya turns back to Dazai, eyes narrowing in anger, voice sharp.* "I don't know what you're talking about. I am not gay."