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A Concert Of Our Own | Chuuya Nakahara x Reader

Title : A Concert Of Our Own | Chuuya Nakahara x Reader One Shot

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Type: Fluff

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Character: Chuuya Nakahara

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Setting note: I've decided to set this in the present day time, with Covid and all. I'll be using the crowd restrictions as a borderline for this story, trying to emphasize the feeling of doing nicely even when things are bad. In this case, how Chuuya and y/n make the best of having to stay home instead of going to the Christmas concert they were both looking forward to.

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The day had been full of hope. Chuuya and y/n had woken up really excited for tonight. The two lovers had planned a trip to the concert venue that was going to be hosting the annual Christmas show. However, their plans had been ruined by the recent spike in Covid cases. Fearing for their safety, since there would have been many people in that space, they decided to cancel their outing. The cancelation both made them rather unhappy. They had been looking forward to it since the start of the month.

"I hate that we can't go, y/n, but you know... we need to keep ourselves safe too..." Chuuya said, in a disappointed tone, as they sat down at the dinner table. It was 7:00 PM already. They would have been at the concert venue, watching the pre-performance. Instead, they were just sitting at their table and watching the pre-runs before the actual televised concert began. The mood was a bit sad and y/n let out a sigh.

"Chuuya I'm bored... I was really looking forward to spending Christmas Eve at that concert with you.. We even paid a lot to get those tickets," they said sadly, their head drooping down a bit. Chuuya smiled softly and got up, going to the chair next to y/n. He sat down on the chair and leaned their head against his chest and stroked y/n's hair. Y/n smiled softly and leaned into the other male's touch. Even if Chuuya was a Mafia member, he could still make them feel really safe. Y/n loved that about Chuuya, among other things.

"You know what? Today might've seemed negative but I'm Chuuya Nakahara and I refuse to let my beautiful y/n feel sad, especially if it's Christmas Eve! If y/n's sad then Christmas Eve wouldn't be Christmas Eve! Nothing is good when you are sad and I refuse, I REFUSE, to let you be sad on CHRISTMAS EVE!" Chuuya said triumphantly. The words and positivity brought a smile to y/n's lips and a warm feeling coursed through y/n's body. They reached up and cupped Chuuya by the side of the face and pulled the ginger haired Mafioso for a kiss. Chuuya smiled softly and ruffled y/n's hair.

"So what do you suggest to make me happy Mr. Mafioso?" asked y/n, a tinge of interest lining their words. Chuuya smirked and got up, throwing his hands down on the table in front of him. With a proud voice he said, "We're gonna make our own Christmas concert! And it's gonna be really special because it's made especially for us only!"

And that's when their setting up began. Chuuya had a few radios in his apartment, mainly because he enjoyed listening to music. He set those up around the living room. He also managed to find one of those galaxy projectors and he figured that would be a nice aspect to add to their 'concert'. Y/n located the switch for the Christmas lights strung around the house and plugged them in and switched them on. Their house was then illuminated by white and green Christmas lights. Chuuya switched on the projector and more colors were added to the scheme.

The two moved some of the furniture, like the big couch in the middle of the room, so there was an open area. The two would later use it as a dance floor. Once they had finished making the place seem "festive" Chuuya turned on the radio to a Christmas song and the two began singing.

Y/n's voice was beautiful to Chuuya. He didn't care what Y/n said about their voice, calling it bad or out of key. Chuuya always said it sounded beautiful and he could say nothing less. He always felt warm when Y/n sang, their voice filling him with happiness and security. Chuuya said, at one time, that y/n's voice was like the calming rush of the ocean shore. The receding water was represented by their voice lowering in volume and pitch and the coming water was represented by their voice growing louder. Chuuya enjoyed the "ebb and flow'' of y/n's voice.

On the other hand, Chuuya's voice was nothing less. Y/n said that Chuuya's voice was both romantic, commanding, and relaxing at the same time. His singing was no less, his voice so smooth but so harsh in a perfect ratio. Y/n always loved when Chuuya sang them songs because they loved the way Chuuya's voice made the words sound. It was as though Chuuya was pouring his whole heart into a song, which wasn't far from the truth. Chuuya liked singing, and if it was for y/n, he'd dedicate himself wholeheartedly.

The two continued singing together until they were eventually dancing along with singing. They looked into each other's eyes and smiled softly. "This really was better than going to the original concert.. It means so much more than that one. It's so special Chuuya," said y/n in a hushed tone as they danced. The ginger smiled at the comment and nodded, pressing his forehead to y/n's. "Have I made you happier?" he asked.

Y/n's beaming smile told Chuuya everything he needed to know. "Very much so," replied y/n, who leaned towards Chuuya and planted a kiss on his lips. Chuuya smiled softly and kissed back. The two hept dancing and singing late into the night, happy in each other's arms.

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The end!

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