oneshots, drabbles & hcs ,, bsd

(s) late night distraction | o. dazai x fem!reader

word count: 1.3k
content: no manga spoilers, suggestive, we making out with dazai because yes

working at the armed detective agency had its ups and downs. since you were young, you've had the dream of becoming a police officer to help others. though, the discovery of your ability as a teenager had derailed that idea.

you thought it could only be used through the means of violence, leading you towards a path of destruction. you were wrong, however. all it took was a single encounter with yukuchi fukuzawa to control your ability and make you think otherwise.

now, you weren't working under the police force, but instead working alongside them as a detective. and as much as you were joyed to help others, the aftermath of doing such was what you hated the most.

one pile after another— there was always paperwork to be done. after the closing of a large case, you were left to read through the paperwork and sign any documents that needed your signature.

even after almost everyone left, you stayed behind to finish. if you finished tonight, there would be less of a hassle for you tomorrow. hence, sitting at your desk in a hunched posture, you read away.

you didn't know how long you had been at it when the door to the agency's doctor's, akiko yosano, office clicked open. you looked up to see a familiar mess of brown hair. osamu dazai peaked at you through his bangs, his lips parted.

"still not done?"

surprised to see him, you ignored his question, "wait, i thought you left already. what are you doing here?"

your hands still held a few papers as dazai replied, "i was merely waiting for you, bella. who would've thought dr. yosano's tools were so interesting."

dazai made his way behind your chair before he placed his large hands on your shoulders. he massaged them, applying rather soothing pressure. you relaxed in your spot, the papers slipping from your hands onto the desk.

"dazai," you whined.

"feels much better than doing paperwork, hm?" he pressed the tips of his fingers harder onto your shoulders. "c'mon, take a break from that and finish tomorrow. i'm hungry~"

"you can go home right now if you want. i'm not going to stop you and make you wait for me, you know."

"and leave a maiden like you alone? oh, i would never."

knowing that he would stay true to his word, you tried to pick up the pace when it came to reading and signing the documents. your eyes would scan a piece of paper as quickly as possible before you flipped it over to look at the other side. once you finished with one paper, you grabbed another. a cycle of endless reading and signing was what it was.

as you worked, dazai played with a piece of origami he randomly decided to fold using a random paper from kunikda's desk, which was behind yours. when he eventually grew bored, 30 minutes after you last spoke, the brunet bumped his chair into yours. since you just finished signing your name, the pen in your hand dragged and left a long line that reached the paper's end.

you gave dazai a hard stare, "are you serious...?"

he spun his chair slightly before he took a glance at the paper in front of you. his expression remained neutral as he replied, "hm? the line gives our signature more flare! always look at things from a better point of view. have you not been told that before? tsk tsk."

dazai's tone made it seem as if he was teaching a child a valuable lesson but, you were not a child. instead, you were his senior at the agency, despite being a year younger.

you tried to continue working, but dazai just wouldn't leave you alone. you knew he was enjoying it based on his smile. he rubbed circles into your arm as he left a lingering kiss on your wrist.

"dazai," you called for him in a stern tone, "don't start that right now... right here."

he gave you a daring smile, "why not? no one else is around, mi amor. tell me, who's gonna scold me for giving you a simple kiss on the wrist?"

a simple kiss on the wrist? oh, you knew it'd be much more than that.

as much as your brain told you to resist, your body gave into dazai's charming temptation. after you stood up, he pulled you closer to his chair, which he wasn't going to get up from. one tug closer was all it took for you to be close enough for him to place his lips onto yours. as you deepened your shared kiss, you took your seat on his lap.

dazai's hands eventually slid down to the dips of your waist, gripping them firmly before he pulled your body even closer to his. your right hand pushed his bangs, which were brushing your face, back while his vest was clenched in your left hand.

heat rushed to your body as dazai's hands traveled even further down to your hips. he squeezed his hands slightly, and you rolled your hips up without thinking. pleasantly surprised, dazai tugged on your bottom lip using his teeth.

the two of you continued to lock lips for a while. all until the brunet commented on how your body kept sliding down his thighs. the armrests of the chair didn't allow you to sit comfortably on his lap.

your thumb traced his jawline, "i told you this wasn't the right place."

dazai hummed before he replied, "when did i say that'll stop us?"

before you could say anything back, the two of you were stumbling back toward kunikida's desk. dazai's tongue seductively glided across your top lip as you bumped into the desk, causing you to let out a quiet yelp. dazai's arms caged you in your spot as you felt him begin to smile against you.

you realized the reason behind his smirk when he used his arm to swipe everything off the desk. with a knowing look, you stared at the fluttering papers and listened to pens scatter across the floor.

"he's gonna be so pissed," you knowingly sigh.

"oh," dazai quickly lifted you onto the desk, "he won't be if it's all back on his desk the next day."

your legs wrapped around dazai's waist as he pulled open the top of your shirt. a few buttons fell to the ground with a clatter as you felt cool air hit the area above your chest. with his left hand, dazai held the side of your neck, using his thumb to tilt your jaw up.

his lips started at your collarbone, but the brunet eventually worked his way up to the area a few centimeters beneath your ear. you shivered when dazai's teeth grazed the spot. and as he passionately marked your neck, your fingers had weaved their way through his brown locks and grasped them desperately.

"that feels s-so good," you whimpered.

when he was finished, dazai smiled, "i know."

aware of how warm it was becoming, you took dazai's coat off for him. he made a comment on how he liked you taking initiative, and all you could tell him between kisses was, "i had a good teacher."

your lips perfectly melded together at the moment, the excitement drumming through your veins. you were pushed down onto the desk, laying beneath the moonlight as it illuminated your figure. the sight captured dazai's eyes, and he looked at you with a lidded gaze.

"so goddamn beautiful," he murmured as his hands traveled up your thighs, squeezing the flesh. "made perfectly for me, weren't you?"

your arms wrapped around dazai's shoulders, his body hovering closely above yours, "how about you come and find out."

and as time began to blur, the two of you eventually rushed home to finish what you started at the agency. the next day rolled by, and an enraged kunikida waited at his messy desk.

unlike what he promised, dazai left everything the way it was the night before– kunikida's stuff was scattered everywhere. you had no protests as you watched the blond punch the other man in the head, covering your neck with your collar to avoid trouble as well.

note: this was dazai's birthday present 🤭