-Dazai x Fem!Reader-
(Trope:Friends to Lovers)
Content may contain mentions of sexual/suggestive actions, violence (including abuse), language, suicide, and concerns around mental health
Ever since the Mafia days,here you were in the Armed Detectiv...
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Third Person POV
The h/c sighed as Kunikida had dragged her along to find their partner Dazai who decided to just run off to who knows were. It was never new to her that he was trying to commit suicide he had been doing this ever since they were in the Port Mafia "Y/n,Where could he be?" Kunikida turned to face the woman that was behind him "Well we could try the river." She suggested as he began running off down to the river as the she just followed him. They continued running until they noticed a very familiar figure and a very unfamiliar one as well,across the river.
"That suicidal bastard ruined my damn schedule..." She heard Kunikida growl underneath his breath as he stomped his way over to where Dazai could see him as she just trailed behind him like a baby duck following it's mother. Well Kunikida did give off motherly vibes just based off the way he treated Dazai really screamed mum. "There you are,blockhead!"Kunikida shouted getting the attention of the suicidal maniac from the over side of the river. The sky had painted the water into pretty shades of yellows,oranges and reds it was like looking at the crisp leafs on the trees when it was autumn.
"Oh,hey. Nice work,Kunikida-kun and Y/n-chan."Dazai gave a little wave to the two as Kunikida was simply not having it. He swore he saw a couple a grey hairs appear on his head and it wouldn't be a surprise if they all were from Dazai. The blonde hair man had is arms crossed over just below his chest and in one hand was his book of ideals. Painted across his face was the infamous unimpressed look that he would always give to anyone who had annoyed him.
"Nice work? And just who caused all this work,you suicidal maniac?!I've had enough of you disrupting my schedule!" He barked at the man who just started ignoring the blondes complaints "Y/n could you please teleport us to the over side of the river." He told the h/c woman next to him who only nodded at his request and simply complied with it.
As soon as she did what Kunikida told her to the man automatically grabbed Dazai by the neck and began shaking him violently. He scolded him like a mother going of at there child for not doing their chores or something amongst the line of that. While the two were doing their usual routine she noticed the off-white haired boy who was just standing there watching them. She decided it was only nice to introduce herself since she assumed the boy retrieved Dazai out of the river. But there was something about the boy that somehow fascinated her, was it his violet eyes that had pools of sunny yellow sunken at the bottom of them?
Or was it maybe that she was feeling sympathy for the kid she has only just got a close up of. She saw a bit of her in him,she saw the little girl that was innocent and who had flinched at any sort of touch.That girl that was just innocent before what the Mafia had turned her into, in the Mafia she was a savage who showed no mercy to her victims at all.
But that was the past her,the now her was way different she was a monster hiding behind a mask of a bunny.Though you couldn't exactly call her a monster now can you anyone who had just met her couldn't not unless they knew the mysteries that were behind those deep pools of e/c. "Umm....Are you good?"The boy asked concerningly as the woman realised she had zoned out and made it seem like she was staring him for too long,she felt like she had unintentionally mad him uncomfortable.
"Oh sorry and sorry about those two."She pointed her thumb back to her two colleagues "They're my work colleagues."She explained as he only just nodded probably just to not make the situation awkward. "I'm L/n Y/n,you can call me L/n-san."She put her hand out to the boy as he shook it awkwardly. "And you would be?" She quirked her eyebrow up at him,the woman did wear her usually resting bitch face towards the boy. She wore a more soften expression as if he was some sort of puppy
"Nakajima....Atsushi."His tummy then started growling furiously as he hadn't eaten in about a whole week "You seem hungry?Kunikida why don't we treat the kid?"She turned her gaze back at the two as Kunikida finally stopped his Dazai abuse "Will I be paying?"An irritated irk appeared on his face. "Half and Half,deal?" She stated "Deal."He wored and annoyed expression on his face as he seriously didn't want to slow down his precious schedule. "What would you like to eat?"Dazai asked the boy as seem to be a little tense. "Don't be shy it's on me and Kunikida." The woman murmured softly towards the boy, she then gently ruffled his hair as a sign of comforting.
He couldn't help but relax into the touch while Dazai outed at the affection that he thought that only he should get.Even though the two never even had a label on them at all and it they did it would probably something like 'fuck buddies' or 'friends with benefits'. But the both would always say they were just best friends.
"Tea on rice."The boy answered making the woman laugh harmoniously but this laugh to Dazai was simply like music to his ears. He could never get enough of it and would even admit it was better than his suicide guide book. "A boy on the brink of death wants tea on rice. Now that's good isn't that right,Dazai?" She gazed at the suicidal maniac. "Dazai?"The boy's curiosity perked up a little, 'So that's the man's name?' He thought "Yeah,that's my name.I am Dazai. Dazai Osamu." The wind beginning to pick up as it blew past the four of them.
In the woman's eyes she couldn't help but analyse the man that she had so dearly loved. It was no secret she loved Dazai to his truffle curly tresses and bangs that framed his porcelain face. The way the wind had flowed through his hair too made her swoon over him.
In Dazai's eyes he couldn't get enough of the woman that he knew ever since his first day in the Mafia. He loved everything about her,how it was easy for him to make her smile or laugh,the gestures they would share and the affection she would only give to him. Her touch made him feel loved, human even. But that wasn't all that was great about her,he loved her features. To the f/c gloved hands that were so slender but yet so callous instead of him wanting her to choke him to death even if it would be so beautiful. The suicidal man would rather have her hands petting his hair or in his also callous and very bony ones. He also loved getting lost in the pools of e/c that adorn as her eyes, it was like going through a maze. They were always filled with mystery and some of it he didn't know despite how long they have known each other. Then there was her h/l and h/c hair that flowed so elegantly through the wind like a little flowing stream you would find in the forest. He loved how soft it was when he was able to run his fingers through it or rest his chin on top of her head when she was busy with paper work at the Agency.
They were both simply in love with each other but wouldn't admit. Silent Lovers that didn't know that they were Silent Lovers at all. If someone brought it up they both would laugh awkwardly and just joke about it brushing it off like it was nothing. Dazai always thought that she didn't deserve him after all he though she was holding onto an enigma of her past which was him. Though the both have done as equally amount of bad as each other he simply thought she deserved better than him. Hence to why he would flirt with other women but he would still flirt with her but that gesture was different.
When it came to her it was more intimate between them and even if it lead to sex which does sometimes happen. He would still not try and make their relationship a thing because he wanted her to be loved by someone who he had thought was better. But if that supposed better hurt her he wouldn't hesitate to shoot them over and over, she was the exception to break the promise he had made to Oda.
Now with Y/n it was different for her, the woman thought the only one good for her was Dazai no matter what. No one could change that at all because that what love is you love someone no matter their past or how they act.