You sank your teeth in my throat

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It was a normal evening for Nakahara Chuuya.

He went home after a tiresomely long mission overseas and was ready to indulge in drinking his favourite wine, while watching shitty romcoms, just because he can.

He got out of a long awaited shower, his hair dripping and leaving water drops on the floor. It didn't bother him in the slightest.

He was still in his robe, while he dried his fiery red hair, when it happened.

He heard his personal phone ringing with the annoying ringtone his ex-partner had set up long time ago. It was a recording of Dazai's terrible voice singing one of his stupid suicidal songs.

🎶BOOM BOOM
YEAAAH~🎶

🎶SHINJU WA
HITORIDE WA
DEKINAIIII-🎶

"OI BASTARD, WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING?!"

*smacking noise*

"WAAH CHUUYA IS NO FUN..."

🎶SHINJU SHINJU...🎶

The ringtone kept repeating while he cursed the mackerel and searched for his phone. He fished it out from between the couch's cushions and silenced the annoying sounds coming out of it.

Usually few people called him on his personal phone usually he used his phone for work because he hardly had a life outside of his job.

One of his coworkers, Akutagawa Ryunosuke was calling.He spent a moment wondering what the emo could want and if it's worth the effort, but picked up anyway. Curse his responsibility.

"Nakahara Chuuya on the phone." he greeted formally on the phone and was met with silence.

"Hello? Akutagawa?"

His mind started flooding with certain thoughts involving kidnapping and mafia bullshit.

Mannn, can't he spend a peaceful evening with his wine, undisturbed for once?

"Nakahara-san, it's Akutagawa. I call with an invitation for you, to drink with me in a bar near the Mafia's headquarters, * cough cough* that is if you're not busy, of course."

He pondered over what Akutagawa said for a moment. He was tired from work but it did sound miserable to drown in alcohol, alone in his fancy apartment. So, why not a change of scenery?

"Nakahara-san?"

"There in 20, send me the location."

"Good, I'm hanging up."

One of the things he liked about Akutagawa was how direct he was. He wasn't beating around the bush like other people. Chuuya could also hear the underlying joy in his coworker's voice and it warmed his heart a bit for the emo, which he won't admit aloud.

For once, he dressed in something different from his work attire. The mafioso chose a fancy red dress-shirt, simple black khaki pants, his tacky hat, coat and his leather choker, of course.

By the time he was dressed it had been 25 minutes since the fellow mafioso called, but like someone said: "Better pretty and late than ugly and early.", still he was a responsible adult and didn't like making people wait.

He spent some time on his fancy skincare the mackerel liked to mess with and taunted him about. Styled his hair, a little touch here there and outside he went.

He found the bar chosen by Akutagawa. It was near, he fled for 10 minutes to reach it.

But then again he wondered what could he talk about with the younger? As far as he knew he was single, but there was the weretiger... ugh as long as he's not talking about his ex-mentor it's fine.

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