After a troublesome and traumatic past, (Y/N) (L/N) joins the Armed Detective Agency as well as operating a part-time job at their family's nearby cafe. After dealing with everyone's shenanigans for countless months, (Y/N) seems to expect their life...
TW: Cursing, Slight Suggestive Dialogue, Brief Mention of Suicide SW: Teaching Them To Kill; Then To Die, The Dark Age, Nowhere to Return, A Room Where We Can Someday See The Ocean, Bungo Stray Dogs (the episode, not the entire show) (Kill A Man and Die Thee Too, Part 1 + Osamu Dazai and the Dark Era) RI: Chuuya Nakahara, Osamu Dazai
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"So he finally grew the balls to ask you out, did he?"
"No, Ishiko," you sighed, taking your coat from the closet as you spoke to your sister about where you were heading off to at seven. "I'm not going on a date with Chuuya tonight."
"What?" She frowned, making an angry expression at you. "Then where are you going?"
"A co-worker is going to pick me up in a bit. He didn't specify where we'd be going though."
Ishiko yelled, "YOU'RE NOT GOING OUT WITH CHUUYA?"
"For the last time, Ishiko, no," you sighed as you walked downstairs to the cafe where Dazai would arrive any second.
She followed you down as she scowled, "you know you're breaking not only my ship, but also my heart here."
Ignoring her statement, you exclaimed "oh, and by the way, you need to stop giving Chuuya classified information about the Armed Detective Agency, even if I'm wounded. Also, please stop teasing him. Sometimes he can turn as red as a tomato from your words, and if that's going to happen I at least want to be there to witness it."
"I never told him a thing!"
"Don't lie to me," you retorted, "I know for a fact you told him about the sleeping bullet incident and the time I got hurt when the agency was disabling a bomb."
"What?" Now your sister didn't show any of her usual sarcasm, a look of seriousness crossing her face. "But I didn't tell him anything, I'm being serious."
For a second, you were dumbfounded. Of course, that's when your suicidal co-worker just happened to walk into the cafe, yelling out your name with a bouquet of (F/F)s in one hand.
Noticing you and your sister, he stopped yelling and muttered, "oh, I'm intruding on a sibling bonding moment, aren't I?"
"It's fine," you sighed, walking over towards him. "Let's go, Dazai."
Before you could walk away with him though, he pushed the bouquet of (F/F)s into your hands. "Oh," you gasped, "thanks, Dazai. How did you know that these were my favorite?"
"I just had a hunch," Dazai giggled, knowing deep inside that he was lying. In all honesty, he had actually been confronted by a Chuuya a bit earlier that day after what happened in the cafe. The short ginger had wanted to make sure Dazai at least did one thing right for you. He just didn't want it to turn into an unbearably bad night for you.
You grabbed the bouquet and chuckled happily, a smile returning to your face. "Thank you for the flowers, Dazai."
