Y/N'S POV
Live with Dazai Osamu? The man who used to be an excellent executive in the mafia? A manipulative and suicidal man covered in bandages? Everything about him entered my mind, his past, who he says he is right now and our possible future together.
"Are you really asking me to live with you?"
Dazai: Yes, do you hate the idea of living with me?
"No, no. I'm just surprised, that's all. I guess I never expected you to say something like that.
Dazai: Actually, I've been wanting to ask you for weeks now. Nothing else would make me happier if you wish to come spend your days with me.
"..You're alright with me knowing more about you?"
Dazai: Y/N, there's no one else I'd rather reveal my true self to. Are you forgetting that I almost died? I had the chance to finally die but the whole reason why I'm still here is right in front of me.
"You love me that much, huh?"
Dazai: You can't even imagine.
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Gin: It's about time, I thought you forgot about me.
Gin softly chuckled, not showing her smile behind the mask. I finally mustered the courage to tell everything to her, I don't intend to hide anything anymore. After all, she never judged me no matter what my decision was. Not once.
"I'm so sorry Gin, was just afraid you'd hate me if I left"
Gin: I can't ever hate you, Y/N.
"I know, thanks for being my friend. It's crazy that we won't see each other at work anymore"
Gin: Yeah, but I'll be fine. You're with Dazai-san anyways so you'll be more than fine.
"About that.."
I told Gin that we're planning to move in together and her reaction was exactly as I predicted. She showed clear signs of shock and excitement but not enough to get the entire group of customers to turn their heads to look at us.
I felt contented after having a good long conversation with my friend from the mafia. If I'm correct, Gin does not really have any intention to leave her workplace mainly because her brother works there as well. But It kept me wondering that maybe If I invited her somehow into the agency, would she accept?
I made my way back to the agency after stopping by to purchase ice cream for everyone. It's a bit hot today and this is one of the ways I can think of to cool down. As I was about to cross the road, a bus rapidly passed by me and blew away the plastic bag in my hand which contained the individual ice cream cups. I picked them up using my ability when I could've done it manually with my hands, I guess the heat is making me a bit lazy.
That decision later on made me pay the hard way 'cause the next thing I know, I was in the back of a van with my hands tied behind my back and my feet tied together with a standard Manila rope. It really dawned on me what type of rope it was because it was the same ones Akutagawa used to abduct enemies.
The thing is, I could easily break free using my ability but not today. I guess whoever abducted me knew how my ability worked along with my weakness.
"Agh, this is really heavy" I muttered while being forced to carry 30 ton weight above me. I figured that If I let this thing fall to let myself free, I would die right here, right now. I also thought of moving it away from me but there's barely any space to drop it; I could also just let it out the window but since I have not fully reached my ability's full potential, I can only lift an object above 30 ton and not really freely move them around.
"Dazai.." All I could really do was mumble his name and hope that he could hear. I felt the weight getting heavier and my mind was really starting to reach its limits. I felt like I would last longer if they didn't hit my head with a metal pipe to knock me out.
"HELP!"
"HELP ME! SOMEONE'S HERE!" I yelled as loud as I could, even though it would be hard for someone to hear especially since this van I'm in is moving at high speed.

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Psychokinesis (Dazai x Reader)
ActionYou have the ability to control objects with your mind and it's useful for the work you do at Port Mafia but the more time you spend at this place filled with peril and danger, the more you face a cunning man who's neither your friend nor your enemy...