Dazai Oneshots ✔️

The Little Things (PM Dazai)

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Dazai walked into his shipping container to see that you were here. You were setting up dinner like you always did. Yet, no matter how many times you did it, it always brought a blush to his face. Calmness washed over him as he lovingly watched you set up dinner on a very small foldable table. He walked in, closing the door behind him; the only thing illuminating his "house" was a single cheap old ceiling lightbulb. He took off his shoes and coat dropped them on the ground without a care in the world. He walked over to you, hugging you from behind.

"Hello, honey~!" he placed a kiss on your cheek.

"Welcome home," you turned around smiling at him.

Dazai blushed a bit. Your smile always seems to make the butterflies in his stomach go crazy, turning him back into a lovesick teenager.

"Do you need any help?" he asked softly.

"No, I've got this. Do you want to take a bath first or dinner?" you asked him. The stench of blood and gunpowder, made you scrunch up your nose.

Dazai pouted.

"Am I really that smelly???" he exaggerated childishly.

"Frankly, yes."

Dazai let out an offended gasp.

"Hmph! Dare I say I smell quite fine to myself," he sassed jokingly.

"Uhuh." you looked at him skeptically.

Dazai sighed in defeat. Pulling his hands in the air.

"Oh fine maybe, I do smell bad."

You smirked shooing him off to the shower.

"Going to drown myself~!" he said blowing kisses your way before dramatically walking away to the bathroom.

You slightly frowned as he walked away.

"That stupid, Dazai. He always says the most stupid things to worry me."

You knew that he wouldn't do it at least, you hope not. A world without him would be bland. He always manages to light the room up with his antics or darken the room with his glares; truly an unpredictable human.

'A quick check-in isn't bad.'

You started to walk towards the bathroom just to make sure that Dazai was showering.

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You and Dazai were sitting around the small foldable table. Talking about all sorts of things from dreams, books, etc.

"Oh, I started a painting yesterday, Osama."

"Is that so? What are you painting, dear?"

"Heh~guess."

Dazai narrowed his eyes before guessing, "The stray cats you always fed?"

You smiled. He always remembered the littlest things about you, it always made your heart melt.

"Not quite, I'll give you a hint! It's in here."

Dazai smirked that was the biggest giveaway ever.

"Me, hanging!" he looked at you with heart eyes, but if you looked past them you could see how empty they looked when saying that.

"Of course, you're my muse after all but, maybe not the hanging part."

"Oh my, To be your muse is truly wonderful, but I'll never be like you. You're the reincarnation of aphrodite, my love~!"

You chuckled at his antics. He always had a way with his words that left you blushing but it also sometimes left you worried for him.

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You and Dazai were cuddling in his bed. The darkness swallowed up the room. You could barely see Dazai but his soft breaths and the smell of his shampoo were all you needed to comfort you.

Dazai knew that the dark can be scary sometimes so he caressed your back, soothing you. Dazai knew he couldn't sleep at least not now. His mind was running far too fast so instead, he enjoyed cuddling with you. He knew you were close to sleeping from how my times you've yawned so far.

"Am I that boring~?" he teased you pulling you into a quick kiss.

"Of course not, I'm just a bit tired today."

you pulled him back into a kiss. It was a soft innocent kiss, the type of one where you were getting lost in. Your lips moved against his and, one kiss led to another thing. He pressed closer to you, holding you tightly against him.

"I love you, Osama." you broke away from the kiss, burying your face into his neck.

He breathed out a long sigh, those words were going to be the death of him.

"I love you too, Y/n."

He never really felt this way towards anyone. The warm feeling of wanting to keep you beside him no matter what. The selfish human nature of being greedy for you. He wanted to be babied by you, tied down with you, be your one and only.

You smiled. You slowly drifted off the bed with the sound of Dazai's soft rambles about existentialism and nihilism.

When Dazai had stopped his soft rambles, he looked down to see you sleeping soundly in his arms.

"Sleep well, my sun."

Dazai himself fell asleep. Everything was quiet just like another normal day for Dazai and you. The small simple things were what made you two so close. Maybe you'll pull Dazai out of his sorrow-filled place one day but only time can tell.

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