-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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Second Person POV
Everyone was passed out, heavily injured, bleeding maybe even dead you couldn't tell yourself. You were injured having cuts roses of deep red covered you head to toe after the Guild came. Never should've doubted their talents. Only trying to protect others but they got injured. Along with Kyoka now being missing after this mess. Everything was muddled up in your mind not even being able to think straight. Maybe you were also dying.
"I just wanna sleep." Groaning as the only thing supporting you was your katana stabbed into the ground, your legs could barely hold you up. "I need to call him."Him was Osamu you always ended up relying on him in the end in these sorts of times, same applies back then. Pulling your phone out of the pocket of your slacks as you called him which he answered right away.
"Oh Darling! Unexpected for you to call me." He greeted all giddy hearing his highschool boy grin through the phone. "Osamu... I feel like I'm going to pass out... We were attacked by the Guild while dealing with Koyo and her men. Could you please come pick me up-" Your legs give in and now your body is meet with the cold concrete. Hearing Dazai on the other side grow pissed and concerned becoming panicked all of a sudden.
"Y/n! Don't pass out! Tell me where you are?! Please Y/n!" He shouted through the phone "I'm sorry...but now I'm too weak..."
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"Your glad she didn't lose much blood, she's the worst out of all of them. Problem is that her body can't withstand my ability. Even though it has nothing to do with nullifying mine. "Yosano led Dazai and Atsushi to where you rested opening the curtain to see you resting quietly. The suicidal man had to be dragged out of the room when Yosano had to do her best to test you since your ability doesn't like her's. When you went underground four years ago you managed to learn how to control and do more stuff with manipulating electricity such as some form of healing that only works on your body.
That's what you were doing now healing yourself slowly and naturally, even if they had Dazai to nullify your ability once it wears off, the side affects would always take massive tolls on you. "Thanks you, Yosano-san." Dazai smiled at the woman as she left the three of them closing the curtain as she walked off.
"Dazai-san, I always wondered why does L/n-san rarely use her ability to manipulate electricity?" Atsushi asked him watching how he would look at you sensing deep concern and worry something he never thought he would ever see in the man. Dazai sighed holding your hand in his tracing various little patterns and shapes into your palm. "Atsushi-kun, I'm assuming you would've seen her profile on her ability. Which would say she was naturally born with this ability but non of that's true because she got this ability in the cruelest way someone can."
*****
At the time you were four years old playing in the garden of your grandmother's house under her sakura tree, bouncing the red and green temari ball by yourself late at night. You had knew of her illness so that's why your parents brought you here to visit her but you didn't know exactly why now all of a sudden you visited her.
"Y/n!" Your mother called you were a practical copy of her except you didn't get her green forest eyes but instead your fathers e/c ones. Running to her as she looked more worried and so did your father well you couldn't blame him, his mother was the one who was sick. "Y/n, your Obaasan needs to see you. We'll be out here."He said sliding the door open to reveal the old lady lying down as the family doctor walked out assuming he was giving you privacy.
"Oh it's my little ame." She greeted you never understand why she liked to call you 'rain' her. Always was your peaceful and graceful to listento at hard times she would always say. "You know I don't have much time left but Y/n I need to you to know I will alway be here watching over you. I'll guide you when I'm physically not here." Why did she have to use such big words you couldn't understand. "I know you don't understand such big words but I will gift you with something."Picking up a box opening up to reveal your f/c fabric as gloved matching your kimono.
"Ame, thunder and lightning will always be on your side as long as you always wear the gloves. Raijin will protect you._____ my son and ____ my daughter in law tell them I love them too" Her last words were,what names did she even say? "Obaasan!"Crying out for her to wake up,your parents coming in taking you out as the doctor did the rest.
*****
It had been awhile since Atsushi left after Dazai told him the story now the man simply laid his head on your stomach. Not even bothering to check the time he just wanted to be there to protect you as if he didn't hold on you would slip away from his reach. "Osamu." You spoke making him jolt up to see your now awaken self, realising you were dressed up in his very own shirt and boxers.
"Thank god your fine." He cheered as he seemed more relieved, his hair disheveled and his coat wasn't on either. Getting up out of bed almost pulling out the IV pumping who knows what into your body. "Where you going?" Asking you, beginning to walk. "You look like you need a coffee." Two bandaged arms wrapping around your waist dragging you back onto the hospital bed. Dazai was on top looking down onto you now that you were injured he found it easier to pin you down
"Osamu, come on!"Whining as he had most his weight on you now as he laid down onto of you. "Your staying here, Love. Whether you like it or not." He was gentle holding you jaw up bringing you into a kiss him doing the work. Whining again as he pulled back away. "You need to rest so I'll be weighing you down. Also I expect you to play with my hair in return. You caused me to worry too much." Digging his face into the crook of your neck complying with what he wanted and begun to play with the coffee brown treases.