Bungo Stray Dogs Oneshots

Chuuya Nakahara- You're Mine! You got that?!

Warnings: Smut, Jealousy, Semi-Public Sex

Pronouns- Chuuya- (He/him), (M/N)- (He/Him)

Gifts- Chuuya- Upon the Tainted Sorrow, (M/N)-All is For Thy- The ability to shapeshift into any type of living creature, excluding plants. Gain the ability of each person. For example if he shapeshifts into Kyouka, he would gain her ability, still having his own. Downside- can only be used for an hour max.

 Third Person POV:

(M/N) laughed with Tachihara and Gin, sitting in the lounge of the Port Mafia lobby. Tachihara made some stupid face that made Gin and (M/N) absoblutely lose it. (M/N) laughed so hard he cried, a few tears pouring down his pink cheeks. Gin continued to chuckle, Tachihara still acting like an idiot. They were all part of the Black Lizards and thankfully, they were gifted with the day off. The three were always close friends and spent lots of time together. A couple years ago, they had admitted to dating and (M/N) felt like a third wheel. In reality, he acted more like their third partner, but it didn't bother him. The two saw him as an older brother, and they appreciated him a lot. 

Though one person hated their relationship or friendship technically. He hated the way they could make him laugh without even trying. He hated the way (M/N) was loved by everyone. He hated how much he loved him. He hated that he couldn't find it in himself to hate (M/N). He wasn't even as strong as him and that really made him angry. His ability was nothing compared to (M/N), and he hated that. Hatred constantly boiled in his system. He was hatred. 

The man was Chuuya Nakahara. The God of Destruction. (M/N)'s ability countered his with ease, just like Dazai and he hated it. Stupid (M/N) being able to transform into his ex-best friend, and end his power. He really really hated it. 

"Michizou please! It hurts!" (M/N) laughed, clutching his stomach in pain. 

"(M/N) are you okay?" Gin muttered through chuckles. 

"N-no!" He continued to laugh, choking out short and sharp breaths harshly.

"Alright, alright I'm done." Tachihara stopped, putting his hands up, standing in front of the two on the couch. 

"Thank you." (M/N) mustered out through slowly ending laughter. 

"Mhmm." He nods, sitting down on a leather chair across from the two. 

"Anyway (M/N), we have to go." Gin spoke, looking at the boy on her left. 

"Awe why?" He moans, laying his head back on the coach. 

"We have a date." Tachihara interrupts smugly. 

"Ughh, fine have fun. I'll just go cry in my office alone." He groans sarcastically, standing up. 

"Don't be like (M/N)." Gin laughed, watching the man walk away towards his office, leaving the couple to chuckle at their older friend's childish behavior. 

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(M/N) sat down in his office. The desk was squat in the middle, a chair for a visitor and one for himself. The door was on the right, with a tiny table to the left of the door. Books, lights, and papers covered his plain office, a few personal elements added in here or there, like his laptop for example.

He sat down on his squeaky wheeled desk chair, flat on the gray rug. He groaned, opening his laptop to some file about the armed detective agency's newest member, Atsushi. It didn't interest him though, so he put his head down on the thick dark wooden desk, hoping to get some sleep before tomorrow, knowing he'll have some shitty mission the next day. The silence was so loud, and getting any sleep was not gonna happen. It was only 1:30 pm, and he really wished he had just stayed home.