Give Yourself To Me

Chapter Ten

  "I'm entrusting the organization to you." Dazai says seriously, his eyes meeting Kouyou's. "You're the most reliable executive I have here." He closes his eyes. "I'm sure you'll make a great boss."

  "And where do you plan on going, Dazai?" Kouyou asks, seriousness in her tone. The brunette smiles at her. And for the first time she feels it might be a genuine, real smile. And not forced at all.

  "I plan on living the simple life. An apartment, maybe a small house. With my boyfriend." He closed his eyes in a smile fashion. It really was odd. Dazai wore no bandages on his face. Instead of his boss attire, he was wearing a black button up and a dark blue plaid vest, a black tie and black pants. He definitely didn't dress like he planned on being a mafia boss any longer.

  "..you'll be dearly missed." Kouyou says calmly as Dazai walks past her to the door of the building, preparing to step out of it for the last time. "..say hello to him for me.. alright?"

  Dazai stops to glance over his shoulder for only a second. "Of course."

  With that, he leaves the building and makes his way across down. Nothing but a smile on his face as he walks. It's been a month since he'd apologized to Atsushi. The two had decided what they were going to do with their lives. Atsushi would be in the agency and Dazai would be retired. He certainly had the money to do so. He unlocked Atsushi's small house, that they both bought, and stepped in, locking the door.

  The house had a small living room with a TV, coffee table, couch and bookshelf in it. As well as shelves that's decorated the walls. Photos too. Then, connected to it was the kitchen/dining room. Small and simple had all the necessities. An island in the middle and comfy chairs. Then, a hallway. A bathroom on the right with a bath tub with a shower over it. A small sink with a cabinet beneath it and a medicine cabinet behind the mirror. A toilet and small closet for towels and such. Then their bedroom, at the end of the hallway. A twin bed but too small to sleep in without the two cuddling each other. Two nightstands on either side of the bed. A closet, dresser, and a desk. The whole house screamed of love, of a simple life.

  Dazai removed his shoes and put his hands on his pockets as he walked to the bedroom. "Atsushi, you home?" He turns the knob on the door and hears a yelp.

  "I'm getting dressed!!" He hears Atsushi exclaim.

  Dazai chuckled as he heard frantic shuffling. "I've seen you naked before, you know." He smiles but does not enter the room. Definitely not going to disrespect the others boundaries. He hears fumbling and instead of drawers closing, he hears closet doors closing. "..?" Atsushi's clothes were kept in the dresser. Dazai's clothes were kept in the closet. He smiled quietly to himself as he connected the dots. He then hears the dresser drawer open and knows Atsushi's putting on his own clothes this time before opening the bedroom door.

"Hi.. sorry.." he said softly, seeming out of breath from being panicked.

  Dazai tilted his head and fixed his hair with a smile. "Well.. I officially quit today." He hummed and cupped his cheek. Atsushi hugged him tightly, and Dazai hugged him back. Laughing. "Now that I'm unemployed I can be your stay at home wife." He teased.

  "You still have a lot to make up for." Atsushi murmured. He felt bad saying it, but it was the truth and couldn't be ignored.

  "I know. And I'll spend my life making sure I do." He lifted the others chin to look at him, and kissed his lips for a few seconds. "..I don't.. know why you chose Yosano, though."

  "She volunteered. She's wonderful at listening, and giving straightforward and helpful advice. She's going to be an impactful therapist. She is a doctor, you know." Atsushi cupped the others cheek with his hand.