“5 things I thought before I met you“ Dazai x reader
Sometimes, I wish I could disappear into a void. Somewhere far where I can clear my thoughts. Somewhere safe, like for example-
1. I avoid physical contact “It’s alright. Everything’s alright. - Dazai hugs you while your face rested on his chest. - I see you do not handle alcohol very well, belladonna.”
Dazai chuckles while patting your head. “It feels safe in your arms, Osamu.”- your voice sounds heavy because you have pressed your face against his chest, and yet Dazai heard it well. You called him by his name, which left Dazai a bit surprised.
He smiles while tightening the grip around you, pulling you closer to his embrace. “I’m here for you, love.” - like a whisper dancing around your ears, unknowingly you smiled, raising your head to meet his eyes.
2. Kissing is disgusting.
“Osamu, - you say breathily, - will you let me kiss you?” Although you were drunk, you still asked for consent which made Dazai smile.
“You don’t even have to ask but, - Dazai caresses your cheek. - do you really want to not even remember our first kiss? You’re barely standing on your feet.”
“You’re right. - you agree, but your eyes are fixated on his neck. You raise a bit and kiss his neck, to which Dazai almost surrenders.
“Belladonna, - he takes small pauses while struggling to control himself. - We really shouldn’t-
Running your fingers through his hair, every kiss on his skin leaves Dazai with immense pleasure. Maybe it’s just coincidence, but you managed to touch all his sensitive places without giving much thought.
“Wow. - Dazai smiles. - Who knew you also had a side like this?”
3. Love doesn’t exist.
“Osamu, - you stop for a moment to meet Dazai’s eyes who were filled with half passion and half were empty, as usual. - I’m in love with you.”
Dazai wasn’t sure if it was you or the alcohol talking. But, once he meets your eyes, he stares into them, trying to figure you out.
“Belladonna, you can’t love me, - he cups your cheek while holding your hand.- I’m not a man of love.”
“To me, you are love itself.”- you answer, eyes slowly shutting down from exhaustion.
4. I trust nobody
“Belladonna, - Dazai’s left surprised by your confession. - I should take you home.”
“Osamu, - he became accustomed to you calling his name. - please do take me home.”
Dazai chuckles at you, who a few days ago refused him to even walk you home.
5. Love can not change people.
“Come inside. - you grab Dazai’s hand but he stays still. - Come, Osamu.” “I’d rather not love, the alcohol is getting the better of you.”- Chances are that he wouldn’t resist so he chooses not even to enter in your apartament.
“Alright then, - you lightly punch his arm. - You’re always like this, so stubborn.” Dazai chuckles, then you meet his eyes.
“I love you.”- those were the last words you said to him that evening, which kept repeating in his head all night long.
Dazai caresses your cheek with a subtle smile.
“I love you too.”- though you didn’t hear him, his voice came out soft like a piano melody, his eyes softened and there were filled with love. All of them.
Love doesn’t change people you said but yet, it changed you completely, as the things you thought and believed before, were all lonely lies.
a/n: an idea requested by my friend @kisara-16 ! (genre: humor) ft. chuuya & pm dazai
a drop of sweat rolled down your neck when you glanced at the executive who was walking next to you. “unbelievable,” you muttered. “how does your hair still look this good?” you would expect that after completing a mission with soukoku in the middle of a heatwave, everyone would have the same terrible hairstyle, but no, chuuya’s hair didn’t seem affected at all.
chuuya grinned. “what can i say? it’s one of my many skills.”
“funny you say that!” a voice appeared from behind chuuya in the halls of the port mafia. immediately the muscles in the redhead’s body tensed as if he had learned to be suspicious of that teasing tone. chuuya clenched his fist, ready to swing it at the person behind him, but the action was in pure vain. dazai already had a red lock pinched between his fingers. “no longer human.”
in a desperate attempt to keep in your laughter, you tightly pressed your lips together. even chuuya’s hat couldn’t hide how silky red hair had turned into an exploding dry mess.
“wow, chuuya! that hairstyle looks fantastic on you. please tell us how you got it this-"
"DAZAAIIII."
"what?” dazai widened his eyes, displaying innocent doe eyes.
“you’re going to pay for this, you asshole!"
"i would say i’m sorry, but i’m not. you have to suffer from a bad hair day just like the rest of us. this is hard on us, too, you know. try to be a bit more empathetic, would you?"
chuuya turned red but it was not because of the dying heat in yokohama. "that you have to walk around with a shitty birdnest on ya head doesn’t mean I have to.”
as much as you found the bickering entertaining, you reminded the boys of how you still had to bring out a report to mori.“
in response, chuuya cleared his throat and activated his skill again, showing a perfectly maintained hairstyle.
"ugh,” dazai whined. “do we have to?”
chuuya scoffed. “you should have stayed in the damn care like you said ya would. either go back or behave.”
“says the dog to its master.”
soukoku’s bickering followed you until you arrived in the hall that led to mori’s office. you nodded at the bodyguards and then turned around to face the boys. even though you enjoyed the free entertainment, you had a duty to fulfill. and so you crossed your arms and looked at them with a strict glance in your eyes to show playtime is over.
“now,the both of you have to behave. when we enter the boss’ office, i expect you to be on your best behavior.” your gaze lingered on dazai who was smiling like a saint.
“pinky promise, y/n!’
"of course, y/n,” chuuya replied. he opened the doors, and right when chuuya stepped into mori’s office to announce your arrival, dazai appeared behind chuuya once again.
Your eyes widened as you watched how dazai touched chuuya’s hair with his index finger. you could only imagine the horror that must be painted on chuuya’s face right now.
A/N: [repost beacause of tag issues] Having tried to write fluff and failing three times, this is the closest I got, just a rather soft and comforting scenario for Dazai because I’ve been really craving that with him. It’s a little different from my usual fics since I tend to gravitate towards writing established relationship which is not the case here so it’s an experiment you can say.
Spring swept in quietly with a breeze, quieting the whispers of winter and filling the air with the lullaby of her song. She came almost unnoticed, painting his mornings with the sound of birds, adorning each day with the sweet smell of flowers, extending the days until darkness fell. Every moment felt even more fleeting as the world evolved so swiftly around him. Yet, still trapped with the feeling akin to a hole in his heart gnawing with emptiness, Dazai could only wonder if these feelings would ever change.
But even as Spring swept into his life without a care for his sentiments, livening the world around him, but seemingly falling just slightly out of his grasp to change him along with it, he couldn’t bring it in him to fall into contempt. Not when it meant having you sitting beside him, with sunlight filtering through the leaves shining against your hair, light in your eyes as life returned to the Earth after the winter, and a wide smile on your face while you spoke to him picnicking among the flowers.
“Dazai,“ slipping out of his thoughts when he heard his name leaving your lips, a fond smile found its way to his lips. He admits that it caught him slightly off guard, how he finds himself showing some of his true emotions around you even when he is so often wearing such well-practised masks, with his walls up against the world. But when alone with you by his side and filled with tender feelings for you…
"Why don’t we make a wish?” He carefully observed you as you picked two dandelions from around you and held up one to him to take before taking a seat back next to him. "Did you know, they say that if you can blow off all the pappus in one breath your wish will come true?”
Though Dazai was not one to believe in superstitions. Watching you next to him, blowing the dandelion puffs into the sky with a small smile on your face, as if without a care in the world in that singular moment. With the two of you away from the bustling sounds of the cars in the city, and the sky rise buildings that he was so used to looming over him. It felt almost peaceful, like a daydream. And Dazai couldn’t help but feel that there was almost something domestic and even precious about this moment with you that he wants nothing but to cherish and protect, even if it meant from his own negative thoughts.
But seeing so clearly as the pappus float away from you slowly, there was a sense of poignancy that filled him at the elusiveness of them, like a deep sense of longing to hold on to them but never quite able to as if a reminder for Dazai of the people whom he had lost. And gazing at you with faraway eyes, he could only wish that it will not happen with you.
Hearing you usher him to do the same, he could only put on his usual smile to hide his true thoughts before replicating your movements.
As the pappus on his dandelion slowly floats away from him with a puff of his breath with a hint of despondency. Dazai soon noticed a few of the seeds clinging onto the dandelion, refusing to let go.
“Ahh, it seems my wish won’t come true!” Though a dramatic whine filled his voice which he knew would make you laugh, he felt quite differently inside. Even if he felt in slightly low spirits earlier, the sight of the dandelion dissipated those feelings.
“But it’s alright, for now, I already have everything I need.” His sincere thoughts left his lips, with a small smile accompanying it.
Though acutely conscious of being but a small part in an uncaring universe, Dazai found himself reminded, it is not a cruel one. And maybe he can find it in him to soften upon companionship again. And perhaps even intimacy.
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When we are born, we gain everything. Then, as we grow up, we tend to lose up a bit of our magic. I’m talking about that magic that makes you wanna stare into the sky for a while. That kind of magic that brings out the sparkle in your eyes when you laugh. And it’s that magic that gave you your dreams.
What happens when you lose it?
“That’s the stupidest thing I have ever heard, Dazai.”
”Come on, don’t tell me you never believed in this soulmate kind of thing.”
It was an unusual day for you, really. Dazai has been so fixated about the concept of soulmates that had made you lose your temper multiple times today.
“I’m not saying you’re wrong, I just think it is silly of you to believe in fairytales.”- you roll your eyes, an ironic laugh escaping your mouth.
“How can I not believe in fairytales when you look like you came straight out of one? - Dazai says and his eyes threw an arrow on yours. He had definitely grabbed your attention now.
“You have that magic, - he whispers as he puts away some strands of hair out of your face, revealing daring eyes that stared into his. - a magic that very few posses.“
You two are lost into each other’s eyes. As his lips try to approach yours, you turn away, leaving him a bit surprised.
”What magic are you talking about?”- you turn your back on him, looking forward to his answer.
“I have lost many things in my life, but I could never have the strength that you have, your sincerity… But i think that the real magic lays somewhere else…”
There‘s a pause and knowing Dazai, you are ready to throw hands at him.
”A lot of people have a good heart, but very few posses a heart of gold. And you have it. A heart that feels what people can’t. A heart full of pain but decorated like a garden full of light and beauty. That’s your magic, love. You have a light in your heart that never shatters. A magic that’s never lost.”
Maybe a tear rolled down your cheeks, and you smiled knowing fully well that this was the most honest you could ever see Dazai.
“A magic that’s never lost uh? - you wipe away a tear, bite your lip and turn to face him. - You think too highly of me.”
”I think highly of no one. That is the reality.” - with hands on his pockets, Dazai heads towards the exit. He had a peaceful expression on and his eyes were almost closed.
”About that soulmate thing, - you grab his coat, making him turn towards you,- maybe it’s not a fairytale after all.”
Dazai opens his eyes wide and smiles.
”What made you change your mind?”- with a smirk and wiggly eyebrows, you push his face away from yours and avoid his gaze that had began to make you feel nervous.
”Because I think we have the same magic, Dazai.”
He stares at you for a while, thinking about all that he said.
Were you applying he had a golden heart? A beautiful soul? A magic that is never lost?
”You are truly fascinating, - he replies. - if it’s really like you say, then we will stay together for a while.”
He opens the exit door and looks back with a smile.
”Looking forward to it.”- you smile back and Dazai leaves the room.
Your relieved sigh echoed through the room. Your heartbeat calmed down and your eyes shifted to a nearby window. Dazai was always like this, cheeky and loving. On his way home, your words stayed on his head. ”Because I think we have the same magic, Dazai.”
He smiles to himself and walks on a bridge, staring at a river. “Not today, I have something to look forward to.”
A silent wind blew and leaves started to leave the trees. Dazai stared at it all with much awe, and decided to stay.
”Maybe you should stop staring at him like that.”- your best friend in the agency, a charming boy with distinctive orange hair claims as he lends you a glass of champagne. The whole armed Detective Agency were having a celebration and Dazai was in the middle of it all.
”I’m just glad he’s back.”- you say while taking a sip of the cold champagne.
”Yeah, - Junichirou glances at you - maybe you should say that to him yourself.”
You scoff and laugh for a moment. Patting Junichiro‘s shoulder, you make your way out of the room to get some air. Your friend calls your name and you hesitate to respond.
”I’ll be outside for a while.”
Junichiro‘s worries eyes accompanied your figure until you disappeared from his sight. With your glass of champagne you toast:
”For him. For Dazai.”
As the champagne runs down your throat, your mind gets rushing with thought.
The thing is, Dazai was released from prison just a few days ago. After all that happened, you were glad to see him once more. But then, you remembered what he said the last time he talked to you.
”You like me?- Dazai raises his eyebrows and sraches the back of his neck. - Well…
Multiple women have confessed to him befor. He wasn’ t embarrassed nor flustered. He was just, confused.
”I’m really sorry but, I can’t return your feelings.”
Just like that, you found yourself rejected. Suddenly the champagne tasted bitter and you stopped drinking. There was music playing inside. Oh, how much you loved music and yet it seemed rather bothersome to the silent pain of your heart. You couldn’t get over him so easily. Dazai‘s not a man one can forget easily. He’s unpredictable, incomprehensible, strange human being. Human, dare I say.
Oh, but to you he’s more than that. He’s a man of many talents, a hero of others and a villain of himself. He is a novel you’d want to read over and over again until you fully comprehend its meaning. He’s a diamond who cuts and heals your scars scars. Dazai’s your favourite symphony, one you could hear even while you’re dying.
”Tired from the party?”- my stomach leaks out butterflies when I hear his sweet voice.
”I thought it’d be better if I could get some air, outside, alone.”- you emphasised the word you hated the most, and it didn’t get past Dazai’s sharp mind. “Pardon me for interrupting your train of thought, - Dazai says and glances over your bare your shoulders. - Don’t you think that it’s a bit cold?”- he takes off his jacket and puts it on you, fingers brashly touching your skin.
”Aren’t you cold?”- you avoid sounded worried.
”Nah, I’m heated up from all the celebration. I didn’t know you guys would be so excited to have me back.”
You hesitate to speak your mind, but a few honest words managed to escape your mouth.
”I’m glad you’re back, Dazai. I’ve missed you.”
He smlies: “I’ve been told. Junichiro said you actually attempted to get me out of prison.”
”That was…. I was a bit I overwhelmed.”- you put a strand behind your hair and look away, hiding your embarrassed face.
He chuckles while shifting his eyes at the sky: “I see.”
Dazai’s hand reaches for yours and you flinch but then, a sense of familiarity hit you. It was his touch that made you feel like you bloomed again.
”Thank you, for everything.”
A sincerity like never before, a smile so strangely genuine, what had happened to Dazai while being away from you?
Although he didn’t love you back, soon enough things were about to change.
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.
Summary:You have been paired up with Osamu Dazai to smoke out drug dealers but things quickly take a turn for the worst and Dazai is injured.
Warnings:FLUFF, so nothing hectic but it does get a little steamy in the end. Mild Swearing.
Word Count: 2931
A/N:This took long to write and it is a lot longer than my usual work but it is cute and I feel very alone now. Also to those who write Dazai, how do you do it??
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A drug bust. A simple drug bust.
A group of thugs were illegally selling the stuff to some of the local gangs and it is being redistributed to some of the high school and college kids around the area.
Find them. Find the Stash. Arrest them. Confiscate the stash. No more drugs circulating around schools.
It’s honestly a small request for the agency which often deals in much larger cases so you were nominated to investigate it. You’re relatively new and the experience would be really good for you.
Thus, you were paired with Osamu Dazai. According to Kunikida, he could use the fresh air.
You spare a glance out the window and take note of the setting sun. The light casts deep dancing shadows across the walls. The air feels cold and wet as you take careful steps across the damp bricks. You and Dazai had left the Agency in the early morning and it’s already rapidly approaching evening. Ranpo said we’d be finished by lunch.
A simple Drug Bust. What a joke.
You pad lightly down the dingy hallway. Each deliberate step is cushioned by the moss that appears to have rooted itself on the bricks. The stench is suffocating at best. Dazai had gone off on his own as soon as you stepped inside the dilapidated building. He didn’t explain much, just said that he was going left and you should go right, and that you needed to wait by the east wing. Then he sauntered off leaving you alone.
Asshole
You come across a fork and debate if you should turn left or right. Two pairs of footsteps sound off at the end of the hall on the left. Two people. One pair sounds heavy and reverberates against the walls while the second almost scuffles along with the first. You reach for the gun at your belt. The weight of it resting against your hand gives you a feeling of comfort.
Two men step out from the end of the hallway. You slink back further and cover yourself in shadows. You hope they are enough to cover you completely. A man with a crew cut has his hand wrapped around the other’s arm as he appears to half lead half drag the man across the floor. You’re too far to make out his expression but the stark white of his face lets you know that he’s absolutely terrified. On closer inspection you can see that his other hand is bent at an odd angle. Perhaps, you and Dazai were not the only ones investigating the place. Assuming that Dazai is actually investigating and not lounging around somewhere while you did all the work.
The man opens a side door and yanks the smaller man into the room before following suit. The world has become deathly still once again. Not a sound to be heard. They’re the first two people you’ve seen since entering this damned place. After a minute of silence you emerge from your corner and creep down the hallway. Dazai’s instructions pop back into your head and you hesitate.
They may kill the cop.
Pushing Dazai’s words to the side, you stride forward and give chase.
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You slip into the room and crouch behind a broken conveyor belt. You slip the gun off your belt and into your hands. Show time.
“Boss, I found this idiot sneaking ‘round back”, the bigger man says. A man steps out of the shadows dressed in a white lab coat and cocky grin. The ringleader walks forward with an air of arrogance, each step sounds deliberate and confident. He has dark eyes and long shoulder length hair. You can’t help but think he has very handsome foreign features.
“Is he a cop?” the leader asks. The large man reaches into his pocket and pulls out a badge and presents it.
“That’s the second one today”, he frowns as he carefully inspects the badge. His long hair falls in gentle waves around his face as he peers down. He then waves a dismissive hand, a frown gracing his handsome features, “The other one is being pursued as we speak. Once he’s been handled we’ll leave. Gather your men and tell them to inspect the surrounding area.”, he turns his attention to the man kneeling on the ground, “Asahi, was it? Tell me, who did you come with?”
Asahi pauses. “No one”
The leader smirks and waves his hand towards his subordinate who swiftly grab Asahi. Taking his remaining good arm in his hands, he twists it. Asahi cries out. The leader simply smiles coldly before he adjusts his glasses for dramatic effect.
“Who did you come with?”
Your mouth goes dry. Where’s Dazai when you need him? Is he the other cop being pursued? Step in now or wait?
The man in the lab coat begins to circle around Asahi who has said nothing but whimpers in pain instead. The leader steps in front of your hiding place with his back turned towards you, still facing the cop. You make a decision. Dazai isn’t here to help you or hold your hand. You grab onto your gun more firmly, you begin to rise, ready to step out.
The doors at the other end of the room fly open. The swing against the walls with a loud bang and you immediately duck back down. Heart in your throat. Who the fuck? Two men step forward both escorting the same man across the floor. He puts up no fight and simply allows himself to be dragged into the room. Hands tied behind his back. They force him into a kneeling position. However, he remains unbothered as a lazy smile graces his features.
Dazai.
This fucking idiot.
Four men. Two hostages. And You are only equipped with a gun.
“Found the other cop.”
Dazai grins, “I’m not a cop.”
Like they care
The man in the lab coat steps forward, ignoring Asahi who’s still kneeling in the other man’s hold and instead approaches Dazai. Dazai’s posture is calm as he lazily scans his environment. His eyes briefly roam over your position.
He says, “I believe I’ve arrived just in time.”
You clutch your gun tighter. Dazai never discussed anything beforehand and you can only think that surely none of this is going right.
An explosion sounds off in the distance and the building shakes. Dazai makes a face of confusion but the glint in his eyes speaks of mischief, “That is exceedingly unusual.”
A smile curls over your lips. Guess he wasn’t lazing around after all. The man in the coat finally drops his cocky grin. All traces of arrogance vanishes. He turns to his subordinates. “Go! Move! Find whatever worms have stumbled across our hideout. Kill anyone you don’t recognize. Take whatever leftover stock you can find and leave”, he shouts.
He spins towards the man still holding the cop, who’s gone completely white from fright. “Not you. You’re going to get me out of here safely. You can dispose of the two cops.”
The man nods and reaches into his jacket. Absolutely not. Somehow having Dazai in the room fuels you with confidence. You waste no time before you spring out of your hiding place. You charge towards the larger man who pauses in surprise as you suddenly rush in front of him. Before he can equip his gun you slam yours into his temple. He stumbles backwards but gathers himself quickly. He charges forward but every painstaking lesson with Fukuzawa flashes before your eyes. Before anyone can react the man has already landed heavily on his back, hands cuffed together.
“Now who the fuck are you?”
You turn towards the man in the lab coat. The boss no longer looks as in control as he did a few minutes ago. He pulls out a gun and points it towards Dazai who narrows his eyes at him before he flashes you a look of warning.
“How many of you are there?!” He demands.
You look around you and pull a face of mock concentration. “I believe there’s three of us here.”
“FUCK YOU!” He takes a step towards Dazai and jams the gun into the back of Dazai’s head. The gun in your own hands feels heavier.
“How many are you?”, he says, voice like steel.
“Drop your gun and I’ll tell you.”
“Only if you drop yours first. Or would you like to see who has the faster trigger finger.?”
You, would in fact, not like to find out. Your earlier confidence begins to fade away. You drop your gun on the floor. He doesn’t budge and simply glares at you and then the gun. You understand and kick the gun forward, far enough so that it’s out of your reach. The man smiles in a way that makes you feel as though he is unhinged. Perhaps, he is.
He steps away from Dazai and towards your gun. He kicks it away so that it clatters against one of the pieces of old equipment. Suddenly, Dazai who has been complacent this whole time stands up and rushes towards him. The ropes around his wrist seem to have disappeared. He leaps forward and the man spins around and fires off gunshots, maybe eight? Panic seizes you and you let out a cry of panic as you spring forward. The leader turns to you with wild eyes but only empty clicks sound from his gun. You immediately grab him and force him to the ground. You hastily cuff him before looking up for Dazai.
“Dazai!” you shout. You leave the man on the ground and run towards him. Dazai stands casually with a smile on his face but his right hand touches his shoulder.
“That was close”, he comments drily as he moves his hand away and inspects the blood. “Just a scratch.”
He grins at you and then walks towards the cop on the floor. “I imagine you arrived alone. Not a very smart move on your part.”
Asahi nods, “Thank You, I’ll call back up and arrest them.”
Dazai turns away from him and heads for the door, “No need. I’ve already called in my own back up. Y/n, Kunikida arrived on scene roughly five minutes ago with Tanizaki and Atsushi.”
You nod silently. He’s acting so calm. And true to his word, the others had shown up with the police in tow. The situation was neatly resolved and you handed over your findings to them. By the time the whole situation was completely resolved, night had descended onto Yokohama and the breeze was chilling.
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“Dazai, what was that?” you ask.
Both of you had left earlier than the others and had met up at the agency. The clock steadily ticks towards 10pm. Your movements feel sluggish but you are wide awake. The events flash behind your eyes on loop. The repetitive gunshots firing in your ears. Dazai looks over at you with a confused look. “A drug bust?”
“Not that, why did you run at him? He had a gun in his hand, he could’ve killed you. Heck, you already got injured. Why would you suddenly rush him like that?”
Dazai simply shrugged. “I knew he wasn’t going to actually hit anything fatal. He could barely hold the gun properly. He wouldn’t have killed me even if I was standing right in front of him with a target between my eyes”
“Don’t be reckless, Dazai.”
“Speaking of “reckless”, why were you there?” I told you to head to the east side of the building and yet you were prancing about the headquarters right into his hands. Romanoff is a dangerous man, he would’ve killed you immediately. Also, I do believe you charged a villain with a gun today.”
Romanoff? Where was this information earlier?
“Nothing even happened on the east side, no one was there, why does it even matter. And don’t you dare compare what you did to what I did. The difference, Dazai, is that that man didn’t have his gun in his hand yet and I did. The difference is also that Yosano can heal whatever injury I walk out with while her gift will never work on you.”
“She can’t fix a corpse”, he seethes at you. You pause. Your face has gone completely red and you can’t believe you’re even arguing with this intolerable man. He’s already been hurt, how much more does he want?
“No”, you eye him carefully. This man is a genius. Out of all your joking and sniping at him, you’ve seen him work. You’ve seen him come up with incredible plans and predict the enemies movement as if they were all nothing but pawns on his chessboard. So why?
“Why did you want me on the east side of the building?” you ask. “When the police were inspecting, there was nothing there. No one was there.”
Dazai says nothing. For a second the only thing that can be heard are your shallow breaths.
“Why did you send me away? Were you going to handle it by yourself?”
Dazai lets out a dry huff of laughter. “You think too much. I thought the ringleader would try and escape that way and then you would’ve been able to catch them off guard.”
You step towards him “But all of the vehicles were on the right, that’s what you blew up.”
“Most leaders will have a second escape route if they’re smart.”
“No one was there, Dazai.”
You walk towards him and he doesn’t move, but only continues to smile with eyes that hide a million little secrets. Perhaps if you stare at them long enough, you will finally unlock hissecrets.
Finally you stand in front of him and reach a hand to grasp the corner of his jacket as he moves back. The material is surprisingly soft in your hands. You stare up at him and his warm eyes meet yours, for once it feels as though a layer of his armour has been stripped away.
“Don’t run away.” you whisper, he’s so close that you fear a harsher sound may break him. That he may recoil once again back into his shell and shut you off again.
He glances away from you and chuckles.
“I’m not made from drywall", you joke lightly, “I can support you, you don’t have to hide me in a corner.”
He doesn’t face you when he responds, “I’m well aware, Little miss detective.”
“I don’t think you are”, you chuckle. You release his coat and reach up to cup his face in your hands. You force him to look at you. Your light smile disappears when you meet his eyes. They are burning. His eyes darken as he watches you, the next layer of armour stripping away when he says, “That was really dangerous, what you did today.”
“Not as dangerous as what you did, I hear they were chasing you all over the place.”
He frowns, “It’s different when I do it.”
“I don’t think so.”
He huffs and leans forward. His ice cold hands reach for you as he cradles your face in his hands. Oddly enough, the cold feels good against your burning cheeks. He brings you closer to him as he leans down towards you.
“You are so frustrating.”
You narrow your eyes at him and playfully frown. “Me? What about you and your vague ass instructions, you know, maybe if you-”
Soft lips press against your own. He steals your breath away along with every last one of your words. His hand that was cradling your face so gently has slipped around your waist as he pushes you flush against him. He’s cold. He’s so cold and you wrap your arms around him. He doesn’t always have to be cold. He doesn’t always have to be alone.
You finally pull away and gasp for air. His eyes burn with intense emotions and he immediately begins kissing your jaw. He nips at your neck before sucking the skin aggressively. His tongue rolls out his mouth as he laps at the area before he moves on to the next. You burn. A shiver runs down your spine and you want him closer. You want to dissolve and drown in him. It’s been so long since you’ve felt like this. His teasing smirks and dry comments have annoyed you to no end and yet he’s here with you against the wall with his long slender finger digging into your hips in the most intoxicating way. You wish for nothing more than for this man to devour you whole. Your hands have tangled into his hair as you tug gently. He groans against your neck and his hand moves further down to grab your thigh rubbing small circles.
“Don’t tease me”, he whispers as his teeth graze your ear.
