SigFyoChuu Oneshots

by ImATrashCan

Summary:

Just a oneshot collection of three comfort characters as a polyship

im not very good at writing so im sorry???

Chapter 1: Where. Is. My. Cake?

Sigma hadn’t thought anything of it when Fyodor walked into the living room with a piece of cake. Sigma is kinda worried though. Normally if cake was made, it was made by Chuuya at random hours of the early morning when everyone else was asleep. Which also meant Chuuya would normally leave a sticky not that always had something written along the lines of:

“𝘋𝘰𝘯’𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘢 𝘴𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘐 𝘢𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦, 𝘬𝘢𝘺? 𝘐’𝘮 𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘍𝘺𝘰𝘥𝘰𝘳. 𝘈𝘯𝘺𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘥𝘢𝘺 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩.”

The thing is, either Fyodor never saw said sticky notes, or just didnt listen to the warning.

“Didn’t Chuuya...say not to eat the cake til he got back?”

“So? He gets back at late hours..and...the cakes he bakes are good…”

Sigma sighed and went back to his book, eventually forgetting Fyodor even had the slice by the time Chuuya arrived.

Chuuya enters the house the same most of the time unless he had to deal with Dazai, a kiss to Sigma’s forehead and the same for Fyodor. Chuuya mostly cooked dinner, since other than baking cookies, Sigma’s skills are..limited and Fyodor would most likely burn the house down.

 

“FYO!”

Sigma eyes widen..oh no.

Chuuya entered the living room and both looked up towards them. He was smiling but it was his “I swear to god, a single lie, and ill punch you.” smile.

“Fyodor darling, where is the cake?”

The entire cake?

“I..ate it?”

“THE ENTIRE THING?”

“No??”

 

“Well then please, explain where the fuck it is then.”

 

Sigma was beyond confused

“Is it...it the fridge?” Sigma asked, hoping to at least try to figure this out.

“NOPE.” Chuuya threw his hands into the air in anger before sighing. “Well one of you ate the rest of it.”

Sigma sat his book down and stood up, walking over to Chuuya. “How about I help you find it. I promise i haven’t had a single slice.”

“Fine. At least you didn’t UNLIKE FYODOR.”

“I'M SORRY??”

“No cuddles for you.”

Fyodor shakes his head and Chuuya walked back into the kitchen with Sigma following after him. As Sigma went to enter the kitchen he turned around and stuck his tongue out at Fyodor.

“YOU LIL-”

Chapter 2: The Grocery Shopping Trip, Featuring Fyodor suffering!

Notes:

Hello! Sorry for taking a while to update lmao

Im hoping this is at least a bit more okay then the last one

Fyodor was regretting this small trip to the store the minute they entered the building. He could’ve gone by himself, but no, Chuuya and Sigma just had to come with. Well more like Sigma was coming to pick the snacks he wanted (Cookies most likely) and Chuuya just clung to the two so they just took him along. It did not help that Chuuya was practically drunk, hence why he was clinging to them.

“Sigma, please….put the other things back…..”

Chuuya was sitting in the cart at this point and Sigma was throwing whatever snack he thought looked good into the cart (Accidentally hitting Chuuya with a box a couple times but he seemed to care less about that).

“But if we have more snacks we don’t have to worry about coming back!”

“I understand that but...we can’t afford all that…”

“But Chuuya buys expensive stuff all the time.”

“I'm not Chuuya and he's so drunk that he can't even tell you've accidentally been hitting him with a box.”

“I want to sleep WHY ARE WE HERE???” Chuuya was yelling again and Fyodor was at the point he wanted to hit his head into a wall.

“We are getting cookies for Sigma, Chuu.”

“I want to hug Sigma!!!”

“Then do that, no one said you couldn't!”

 

“BUT HE'S OUT THERE AND I'M IN HERE!”

“THEN GET OUT OF THE CART NO ONE IS KEEPING YOU THERE!”

“Please stop yelling….” Sigma finally spoke up.

“Sorry..Let’s just hurry this up, go home, and Sleep.”

Sigma nodded his head as Fyodor took the box of cookies out of Sigma’s hands and placed it in the cart. When they reached the register to pay for everything, the lady gave Fyodor a sympathetic look.
Sigma took the bags and Fyodor ended up carrying the pretty much passed out Chuuya back to the car and then into the house.

“He's going to be so grouchy tomorrow….Maybe i should just bake cookies! He is always happy when I give him some!” Sigma smiles and turns to head to the kitchen.

Fyodor turns Sigma back around and pushes Sigma to the bedroom, where Chuuya is already asleep.

“Nope nope nope Sleep. Now. You can do That tomorrow.”

Chapter 3: Pillow Fights aren't meant to Be Violent

Notes:

So Heads up for the extra pillows and blankets closet part. Is that like a normal thing to have? Because we have one and its for like when Guests come over and stuff so.

also im still sorry these are so short im trying to get better at writing but im not that great at it

There were few days when everyone was free from work or other important things and was just relaxing at home. Sigma had baked some cookies, that weren't charcoal like if Chuuya or Fyodor tried to bake them.
Fyodor and Chuuya were watching tv and everything was calm and not insane.
Sigma laid across them, eating some of the cookies, before an idea hit him.

“I have an idea!” Sigma eyes shined brightly and the other two paid more attention.

‘Yea? What is it?”

‘We could have a pillow fight!”

“What are we, seven?” Fyodor frowned a bit.

“D-do you not want to Fyo?”

“I never said that. I’m just wondering why that's your bright idea??”

Chuuya stood up and went to the closet where extra pillows and blankets were. “Fyo stop complaining and let’s just do this.”

“Yay!”

 

The game started out..fine. But it escalated quickly. Sigma sat on the floor sighing as Fyodor and Chuuya were hitting each other with the pillows far more violently than needed.

“Uh...you two i don't think..you need to hit each other that hard..??”

It happened so fast Sigma was unsure who hit who first.

“OW YOU PUNCHED ME”

“I DIDN'T MEAN IT I THOUGHT I HIT YOU WITH THE PILLOW!”

“HOW DO YOU MISTAKE A HAND WITH A PILLOW?”

“HOW DO YOU FYO?”

“How the fuck did this even happen??? THIS WAS SUPPOSED TO BE WHOLESOME!”

Fyodor and Chuuya paused, staring at a slightly crying Sigma.

“Oh I'm sorry Sigma, we didn’t mean to ruin the fun I swear.” Fyodor hugged Sigma petting his hair.

“Oh my god...Fyo your lip..”

“What?”

“HOW HARD DID YOU ACCIDENTALLY HIT HIM CHUUYA??”

“I DUNNO?”

“Oh my god okay, you two stay right here i'll be back..and then...we can go get ice cream…”

In the end, Sigma decided pillow fights weren’t going to happen anymore and then got some ice for Fyodor’s lip. Sigma dragged them to get Ice cream and they just watched Disney movies all night.

Chapter 4: I didnt know what to name this chapter sorry :(

Notes:

Sorry i havent wrote something in literally forever but here!

I projected a bit and now i feel awful but i tried my best-

Nikolai and Shibusawa waved as they saw Fyodor and Sigma approach. It was normal, something always caused them to be a few minutes late, despite Chuuya being their boyfriend.
Though something was off today, Nikolai just wasn't sure what. Well he thought he wasn't sure.
He figured it out quickly.

 

“Hello you two.” Shibusawa gave them a soft smile after taking a sip of his tea.

Fyodor returned the greeting, but Sigma? He glared. Which was odd because Sigma normally was chatting with Shibusawa while they all sat in the cafe. Did they have an argument at some point? Nikolai walked over to stand next Fyodor as Sigma went to order their drinks.

“So uh….Did Shibusawa and Sigma argue about something recently?” Nikolai looked between the other two.

“Not that i know of. Why?” Well if Fyodor said they didn't then why is Sigma glaring so much.

“Okay then did something bad happen recently because ever since you two got here Sigma has been glaring towards mine and Shibusawa’s direction, and i don't remember doing anything to him.”

Fyodor looked down in thought. Nikolai waited, hoping to just have a clear answer. Then he felt it. Its scorching glare burned into his back, or at least, that's what it felt like.

“Hey Fyodor.”

“Hm?”

“Can you please tell your boyfriend to stop glaring holes into my back”

Fyodor blinked a couple times before looking over towards Sigma, who was indeed glaring.

“Ohhhhh.”

‘WHAT DOES THAT MEAN TELL HIM TO STOP PLEASE I JUST WANT A PEACEFUL MORNING”

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The second occurrence of ‘Moody Sigma’, as it's being called for now, was later in the day when he was with Chuuya. Dazai was with them, why Sigma wasn't sure but he didn't like it. Too Close to Chuuya for his liking on that day. Chuuya took notice of Sigma’s off behavior quickly, pulling him aside to speak with him.

“Sigma, is there something wrong?” Chuuya had his worried look in his eyes and Sigma wasn't sure how to respond.

“He's being too touchy.”

Well Chuuya wasn't expecting that answer.

“What do you mean.”

“He, Is being too touchy with you. I don't like it.”

“Are you seriously being jealous over this? You know that's normal behaviour for him.”

“Doesn't mean i have to be okay with it-”

Chuuya sighed. Today was going to be long.

“Well let's just finish what we have to do and then we can go home with Fyo, and then you don't have to worry.”

Sigma nodded slightly and held onto Chuuays hand. Chuuya just smiled softly.

 

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When the three finally got home, Chuuya sighed

“Fuckin finally. Today was long.”

Fyodor nodded, flopping down on the couch as one of the pet rats took their place on his head.

Sigma was still holding onto Chuuya’s hand.

“Sigma.”

Sigma didn't respond, just held his hand tighter.

“Sigma you have to let go, I have to cook dinner.”
Sigma shook his head. Chuuya sighed.

“You can sit with Fyo, i honestly really don't think he would care if you sat with him i swear.”

Sigma knew that. Fyodor never cared when Sigma randomly sat next to him, more than what Fyodor would allow close to him. Still, Sigma didn't want to let go of Chuuya’s hand either. He started tugging Chuuya towards the couch.

“Sigma, please, do you not want to eat or something???”

Sigma just continued tugging Chuuya to the couch, closer that even Fyodor looked up.

“Sigma-”

“Cook later, snuggles now.”

Chuuya sighed before giving in, and the two flopped on the couch.

The couch was small, so they did end up landing on Fyodor, who didn't really seem to mind.

Notes:

Its very short and im sorry but Im just trying to write with prompts for a bit then start with random things that pop up in my brain