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HAIRCUT | OSAMU DAZAI + READER

♡ Pairing: Osamu Dazai x Reader

♡ Warnings: N/A

♡ Summary: Dazai doesn't want a haircut (but he needs it).

♡ A/N: just a lil idea i had ♡

"Samu, you gotta stop if you don't want me to mess up."

"But Y/N, I'm not doing anything!" Osamu Dazai whines, though the playful lilt in his voice does nothing to prove his innocence. Bandaged hands slide underneath your shirt to settle on the dip above your hips, thumbs brushing against the skin in slow circles.

Your body jerks slightly in response to your boyfriend's tickling, and you huff and smile at his antics, slapping at the top of his hand with the comb in your hand. Sitting on your knees in front of him, your gentle hands work diligently, combing and snipping at his brown locks with precision.

You put the metal scissors down and brush a stray hair away from his face, cupping his chin to tilt his head upwards. When your eyes meet, he shoots you a dazzling smile, an action that makes you shake your head and roll your eyes fondly.

"You're not charming your way out of this one, mister. It's still too long, so hold still and let me finish, yeah?" You ask, flicking his nose with your thumb and forefinger, which in turn makes him scrunch up his nose and reel back with a whine.

"You're so mean to me, darling," the brown-haired agent pouts childishly, though he ultimately relents, sitting still and closing his eyes as your hands comb through his hair. He tilts his head into your touch, leaning in closer with both hands on your thighs until your noses brush against each other.

Opening his eyes, he grins widely, pressing a lingering kiss on your lips.

"But I love you. And I know you love me, too."

Smiling, you kiss the tip of his nose, caressing his cheek with one of your hands. "You're damn right I do," you say, tapping at the tip of his nose but going back to work.

"But you're still getting a haircut."

"Aw."