A/n: first of all. I HATE YOU TUMBLR. I was posting the draft but it didn’t update it and posted the incomplete one. I tried to delete it and post it again but the draft was nowhere ಥ‿ಥ Can’t believe I messed up my first request, thanks Tumblr. Whoever posted it, I am sorry. Also right now I’m having exams so I only wrote for the requested characters.
Characters: Nakahara Chuuya and Dazai Osamu paired with fem!reader.
Content: reader with a communication disorder.
Genre: fluff
Wc: 1.2k
Nakahara Chuuya:
Even if you rarely speak, he is so in love with you.
As we know Chuuya is very observant. He can understand you without words, you’ll give him one look and he will know what’s wrong.
Starved to hear your voice. He would hide from you so he could hear you talking to yourself, just to hear your voice.
If someone is bothering you and you can’t tell them. Don’t worry he has got your back, he will threaten them so bad that they will never look at you again.
He knows you are more comfortable talking on the phone so he calls you whenever he can to make sure you are okay.
Encourages you to try your best but won’t push you too far if you are not comfortable.
He takes you to that specific introverted ramen store where you can eat without interaction.
A random “i love you” message can light up his day.
Very very embarrassed about your first meeting.
He just returned from his mission and stopped by a cafe, had a nice cup of espresso and wend his way towards the base to report. He was so stressed.
The smuggler they were trying to catch slipped right past him but these things happen sometimes. Wouldn’t it be nice to take a detour and stop by for a cup of caffeine to charge his system?
He was enjoying his cup of coffee, glancing at the people and his surroundings when he noticed a very beautiful young lady, elegantly sitting right beside his table.
Notice the eyes on you, you turned in the direction and quickly snapped your head back simultaneously with the ginger haired man who was too ashamed for getting caught staring. He paid for the coffee and went out. But forget his keys on the table due to the embarrassment.
You picked up the keys. You called but your voice was so small it was barely audible. He was just there outside taking a deep breath. You wanted to approach him but how.
“Okay y/n, this will be easy, don’t say anything just hand him the keys” you thought to yourself hiding behind the edge of the wall.
You didn’t realise that you were zoning out in your thoughts while continuously staring at him. He felt a gaze and startled you as you pulled yourself deeper into the corner. He didn’t give it much thought and continued on his way to his car, when he noticed his keys missing.
“Wow, how worse can it get?” he chuckled sarcastically, sighing in defeat but it was like lady luck was blind as his phone rang suddenly, he picked it up but the voice on the other side swept him up on his feet abruptly. “You found him?! Tail him I’m coming”
You walked towards him with his keys in your alm so he doesn’t misunderstand but he started dashing so you followed him never once thinking he could be dangerous. You tried to catch him but he was too fast.
By the time you reached there some other men in black were also standing there with their hands behind them. It was scary to look at them. They were definitely doing something illegal. You just hid behind the corner of the alleys again.
“It was good we found him, you can go I have some work”
“Yes sir”
He dispersed them away and walked briskly towards your direction with a pissed expression. All he could think of was that maybe you were a spy and he was gonna make you accept.
He blocked your way from the front and asked very politely. “Miss you have been following me around. Is there something you wanna know?” he asked, slowly walking forward to not scare you if there is a misunderstanding.
You thought it would be tough to talk right now as you were so scared. So you immediately put your hand in your bag to pull out his keys but instead before you knew your wrist were bound by another pair of gloved one. “So you WERE a spy, nice try but you are not going to get away now. What are you after?”
The misunderstanding was too deep and you couldn’t help the tears forming in your eyes as you struggled to speak. “K-k-ke-key”. Visible confusion on his face as he looked in the direction of your teary eyes.
There he saw your bag, a few items messily fallen on the ground along with a very familiar object. His car keys! Realisation struck him and he let you go immediately. Never in his life had he felt such foolish guilt. You wiped your tears with his handkerchief.
He apologised repeatedly and handed you your purse, still apologising for his misunderstanding.
As compensation he insisted you on dinner to which you couldn’t refuse.
Dazai osamu:
(sigh) he is so hard for me to write since he has no real personality :’) I will try my best!!
He praises every new achievement you make in your social life. Be it ordering yourself a drink, asking for help or trying to say something.
But don’t get it wrong, he is a total sadist and will form such situations where you have to communicate.
He is definitely the najimi to your komi, no one can tell me otherwise.
Would sometimes issue books under your name from the library so the librarian will contact you.
Send atsushi to talk with you since he is so nice, you can’t leave him hanging. can you?
Would dramatically complain that you don’t love him anymore because you don’t say ‘i love you’ back.
He loves to encourage you to help your communication order by pushing your buttons.
Once he made you cry and oh boy, the whole agency was up for his throat. It was because of you that he was saved. Swore to not push you again but he forgets sometimes.
You don’t mind because he is contributing plenty to help you.
Tease you about your first meeting.
He was in a book store, selecting out the books on best methods of suicide when he saw a beautiful girl walk in. she didn’t speak to anyone or looked anywhere, just hastened past him but in the process she hit him and made him drop his book.
Panicking you bowed to him several times and handed him his book. He was intrigued. He went to pay for it as you stood behind him. He accidently purposefully dropped his book outside. What’s better about a beautiful woman following him so he can ask her for a double suicide.
When you exited the store and found the book you saw in the man’s hand, you picked it up and looked around as you saw him walking down the road completely oblivious of the face he dropped his book or so you thought.
You followed him around sneaking up on him but you couldn’t find the courage to approach him. A brilliant idea came to your mind. You ran and passed him as you dropped the book on his track. He would eventually come across and find it.
But no he turned left just before he could encounter it. When he reached the agency’s building he found a presence behind him and turned but, oh boy , he did not expect to meet such cold and intense eyes from you.
His plan seemed to get a little buckled. As he backed away from you. “I’m sorry I was just pranking you nice lady! I will not bother you again”
You didn’t know what he was talking about and just extended the book towards him with a gentle smile and it was at that moment he fell in love.
