Made by @cataclysmiceve1 on Twitter!
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This chapter deals a LOT with gender roles / dysphoria, so just a general trigger warning for that! + discussions of mental health
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News of their engagement didn't really come as a surprise to anyone, more like a long overdue announcement of the inevitable.
They decide to put the ceremony off until after graduation—partly because it's easier logistically, and also because of the fact that with their original anniversary in March, Chuuya's birthday in April, and Dazai's in June, Dazai argued that it might be nice to have an occasion to celebrate in the fall—so they set a date.
October 18th.
Kouyou can't make the flight out for graduation so late in her pregnancy—but Mori, Fukuzawa, Elise, and surprisingly enough, Dazai's grandfather make the trip.
"Finally!" He gestures at Dazai with his cane, and the one-armed hug he's giving Chuuya is more like a one-armed headlock, "A grandson who brings some honor to the family name!
"Ojiisan!" Dazai wines, pretending to be hurt, "I'm a CEO!"
"I never said I supported capitalism!"
"You can claim the family honor has been restored in five months," Dazai rolls his eyes, "then you'll officially have a grandson that's a lawyer."
"We just need a doctor next!"
"I don't count?" Mori snorts, but in a good-natured way, reaching out to pull Chuuya into a hug.
"I think you're my great...nephew...in law?" Dazai sr. squints before throwing his hands up, "Ah, who the hell knows..."
Elise's hug is crushing, but not as crushing as the fact that the blonde, now eighteen, is now 170 cm.
Ten centimeters taller than him.
"Congrats, Chuuya-nii!" She beams, kissing him on the cheek. "I'm so excited for you to fly back with us!"
"I'm coming too, you know—" Dazai starts to point out, but Elise talks over him.
"But it's only for a couple of weeks, right?"
"Yeah," Chuuya nods, "Ane-san is due any day now, so I'm gonna stay with her until the baby comes."
"Which will hopefully be in the two week window," Dazai sighs, "because that's about as long as I can get away from work right now."
Little do they know.
It's a peaceful morning in Tokyo—late spring, with a few Sakura petals still lingering on the trees in Shinjuku Gyoen.
"Ozaki-san!" She glances away from the window of her office, overlooking the metropolitan gardens across the street. "We just finished the mock ups for next week's meeting with the editor, I know you're about to start your maternity leave, but—"
"It's fine," Kouyou shakes her head, using the wall to brace herself as she rises to her feet, her other arm curled over her stomach. "Do you have the girls ready? I'd be happy to look over the models and give you revisions before—"
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What you're name ?
Fanfic"I said, what's your name?" Dazai snaps to attention to see that Chuuya is staring right at him, and suddenly his mouth feels like sandpaper. Jesus. Who has eyes like that?! "Ozai-" "Huh?" "Dazoo-" "I'm sorry, what?" "Dazai Osamu." Sometimes--the wo...
