Chuuya pov.
Why can't I get him out of my head. He's happy with his new life and doesn't need me. But I still need you and I don't know why.
I think to my self as I take another drink of my wine. Laying back on my apartment couch with the wine bottle in one hand. And in the other being my phone.
As I scroll down on Instagram a message appears on my phone screen. Just as I was about to click it. But the same number that texted me just a few seconds ago called me. Without realizing it I clicked accept and the person on the other line suddenly started to speak " Heyyy~ Chuuya" then I realized it was him it was. "Dazai?" I say as I sit up getting in a more comfortable position on the couch it was as if my body had reacted to his voice. What going on with me? Why is this happening to me?
As I was about say something Dazai cut me off " I know I know your going to ask why I called you this late and what the fuck do I want" he paused for a second " so I left the keys to my apartment at the Armed Detective Agency and no one is there and I can't get it" What why can't he call someone else. "Why don't you call someone else" I say into the phone. " No one answered~" he said in his normal whining tone. I let out a sigh as I debate in my mind about if I should let him stay over or not.
After a while I let out another sigh and say "fine you can stay the night but your sleeping on the couch" It took him a moment for him to realize that I had actually said yes so easily. " Awwww Chuuya~ does care " he finally said. " Shut up Dazai " I say in an almost yelling whisper." I know your not going to leave me alone until I let you stay" I know him I know that he well not stop in tell he gets what he wants. And I know he just wants to annoy me. I know Atsushi would have answered his phone along with Kyoyka. I know Dazai hates me I know that he doesn't want me. I know he has replaced me with better people I know that he doesn't need. I know I'm just tool that he threw to the side after being used. But why? Why do I care about him? Why is he stuck in my head? Why can't I be free?
As I got stuck in my thoughts I heard his voice yell " HEY CHUUYA YOU THERE" I finally snap back to reality " STOP YELLING" I yell back " I wouldn't have to yell if you answered me " he says in his cheeky voice. "Huh" I say confused on what he said. "Chuuya~ is not paying attention how rude~" Dazai said I a teasing tone " well you shut up for once in your life " I say the anger obvious in my voice. " Aww~ is Chuuya mad" I let out a sigh " what was your question again" I say finally after taking a small sip of my wine and getting up to put it way. " Soooo ummm like I don't know where you live so can you pick me please~" he says with that annoying voice. Not wanting to deal with his complaining for not picking him up I put on my shoes and hat. " Fine where are you" I say as I walk out of my apartment door and locking it. " Aww~ thank you Chuuya~ I'm at the agency" he says as I get in to my car. " I'm on my way I will see you soon" and I hung up.
A/N I'm going to make part two later I just want to release this part too please let me know if I made any mistakes or if you have any pointers
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Soukoku One shots ( Mostly In Chuuyas Pov)
Fanfiction⚠️WARING⚠️ Some stuff maybe inappropriate Mentions of suicide Mentions of death Mentions of betrayal Mentions of drinking There might be some sexual scenes boy X boy Angst Fluff Authors note: this is my first time making this please correct me if...