The End Of It All | Akutagawa Ryunosuke x Any! Reader

{Chapter 5}

"Chuuya, we need to talk."

"I'm still at my office, you can come here."

"Do you have drinks?"

"When don't I?"

It was getting dark but Y/N still continued to walk through the dusk, wanting to get to the Port Mafia building as quickly as they could. Chuuya had always been a source of refuge, a tranquil place in the chaos which is illegal business. From the start, he was there for them, allowing for the pain of Dazai to be washed away. Usually through means of alcohol but it is amazing how much drunkenly talking to a friend can be. 

The mafia building was practically deserted, apart from the odd executive staying there for the night due to a large pile up of work. Y/N paced down the familiar corridors, eventually leading themselves to their old friend. Despite Chuuya insisting that they didn't have to knock, Y/N always did, it was a natural means of politeness and respect which had formed within them. A nature which wasn't going to leave them. 

"Come in." They entered the office, leaning on the door to shut it before sighing. "You look like shit. You may be needing something stronger." Chuuya said whilst lifting up a bottle of expensive wine. 

"I'll take anything, just as long as it's fermented."

A laugh emerged from the both of them as Y/N sat down on the chair opposite Chuuya, placing their jacket on the back. Chuuya poured the wine into both of the glasses. Y/N took theirs and swigged half of it in one gulp. "Fucking hell, slow down." 

"I've had a rough day." They stared Chuuya down which caused him to understand a little. 

"You saw Dazai again, didn't you?" His voice was soft, knowing how sensitive the subject was for both of them, especially Y/N. They took another sip before beginning to explain the events of that night.

"If by saw, you mean he captured me and then proceeded to ask me if I wanted to join the Armed Detective Agency. Then yes, I saw him." They decided to leave the test part out, but no doubt that'd come spilling out once their senses were transported to the world of booze. 

"He's always been a good one for formalities." He sniggered. Y/N smiled a little before returning to thought. Something he said. Some sort of regret. A different demeaner. He seemed somewhat apologetic for the hardships they had been put through by his own hands. Was it for the best that he left them? Had it actually done him good, even if only slight.

"Y/N... Y/N!" Chuuya's voice brought them out of the trance. "There was something else, wasn't there."

"He... He told me that he was impressed. Impressed which my improvement, though clearly with his line of work he doesn't approve of it."

"That disapproval was probably what made him try and turn you to his new line of work. Use your skills for his new cause." 

"I'm not going."

"I knew that from the start, Y/N." Chuuya laughed at their stubbornness to remain in this corrupted place. 

"Dazai also seemed somewhat regretful. He apologised to me. Said that he knew that you were always a better option for me."

"He's right." Ah, Chuuya's hubris truly knew no bounds. It was something which always amused Y/N. The two refilled their glasses, drinking far faster than they should have done. It was by the third bottle that the two were really showing the effects of the alcohol. 

"You know what else he said?! That the person coming to save me has loved me since the moment he met me. You know who saved me?!"

"Who?"