Little Doll (Mafia!Dazai x reader)

(C. 28) Sunshine

Dazai struggled to focus on the words in front of him. It was research on some potential new recruit Mori had requested he carry out, but with Y/n out on her first solo mission, he found concentration to eluding him. She had been on assignments without him before, but this was different. All those other times, there had at least been subordinates with her or one of Mori's trusted body guards. This time, she was to carry it out completely on her own.

With a sigh, he leaned back in his chair, rubbing his tired eyes.

"Whats the matter?" Chuuya asked, not looking up from his own task at hand.

Although each executive had their own office, the habit of doing their menial labor as a group had stuck. Even without Y/n present, both found it much easier to focus when there was someone else holding them accountable.

"Nothing." Dazai groaned.

"Worried about Y/n?" 

"Shut up."

Chuuya looked up at him, a teasing smirk on his face.

"Oh thats it, huh? Who would have thought that the demon prodigy of the Port Mafia would be so hung up on his little girlfriend."

"We're not dating, I'm just worried about her, she's my friend."

"She literally can't die." Chuuya scoffed, putting his pen down on the table, "What are you worried about?"

"I don't know! She could still get kidnapped, someone could torture her, use her for her ability. There are a lot of terrible things you can do to a person without killing them!"

"You sure she's just your friend?"

Dazai straightened his neck, looking over at Chuuya.

"I just mean," Chuuya sighed, leaning back in his own chair, "she is my friend too. I am also worried about her, but not to this point. Not to distraction. She's a big girl, she can handle herself."

"Yeah, well you're not her best friend."

"Actually, if you asked her, you'd find I am."

"No, I'm her best friend."

"Are you sure?"

"What do you mean? Of course I am."

"Dazai, how do you feel about Y/n?"

Dazai's brow furrowed, confused by the question.

"She's my friend, I care about her." he slowly replied.

"What else? What is it you like about her?"

"Why does that matter?"

"Just answer me."

Using the request as a reason to procrastinate his work, Dazai thought for a moment before answering.

"I don't know." he shrugged, "She's just always kinda been there. I've known her since I was like twelve."

"What else?" Chuuya prompted again, "More specific."

"Uhhh.... She makes me laugh? And she shares books with me. She is really good at presents and terrible at keeping surprises secret, she gets too giddy. Its so obvious." Dazai thought for a moment, it was never really a question he had considered. Why did he like Y/n? "She has this smile, and it lights up a room." he continued, his voice growing more docile as he spoke, "She is so incredibly strong, so resilient. So many terrible things have happened to her, her own ability takes her life, she has literally died hundreds of times and still, she keeps on smiling. And it's funny, because she's so painfully shy at first and then she starts to trust people and becomes this little ball of light. She is so childish and its irritating, but I wouldn't want it to change." Dazai paused again for a moment, "Getting to see her thriving, building a life for herself... getting to watch it all... through everything, through all this adversity, she has only become better. "

"Oh my god, you are so down bad." Chuuya laughed as Dazai fell silent, "You are in so deep dude."

"What do you mean?" Dazai asked, moving his gaze from where it had wandered as he spoke back to Chuuya.

"You're like, the smartest person I know." Chuuya exclaimed in disbelief, "How can you not realize that you love her?"

"Of course I love her, she's my best friend." Dazai said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"Okay, I love her too but like, how do I explain this... the way I love her is just different. She is smart and funny and I like spending time with her. I don't focus on things like her smile, I don't know half of her life story because she hasn't told it to me."

"See, even more proof that I was right."

"You asked her to stop killing herself when she was fighting."

"Yeah, you didn't like that either."

"Yes but you specifically said it was too much for you to deal with and that was what made her change her mind. She loves you too, whether she realizes it or not."

"No I didn't."

"You nearly did."

"Fuck you. Even then, it's just because we are friends. We've literally been together since we were kids, we grew up together."

"You said you didn't even start talking to her until around the time you met me and are we as close? No. We have a totally different relationship then you have with her and my relationship with her is totally different from yours as well."

"That's just because we're different people, of course our friendships are different. And even if we didn't speak, we still knew each other before that. It's different."

"Yeah, you literally stalked her. That is not normal behavior."

"I'm not normal. I stalked you too, remember?"

"You literally called her your downfall the other day. Like, word for word. I heard you do it."

Dazai felt his cheeks grow warm.

"So what?" he stuttered out and Chuuya laughed again.

"That's not how friends act."

"I have nicknames for you too, hat rack."

"Just compare those two, side by side, hat rack and belladonna." Chuuya responded, gesturing in the air as he repeated the two names, "See the difference?"

Dazai said nothing and Chuuya rolled his eyes in exasperation.

"You love her you idiot, just stop flirting all the time and ask her out already."

Dazai's eyes grew wide and Chuuya laughed again, watching the realization filter into his friend's face.

"Oh fuck." Dazai mumbled.

"Yeah."

"I do don't I."

"Yeah."

"I love her."

"I know, get over it already."

"No, no, Chuuya, this is big."

"Oh my god." Chuuya groaned, letting his head fall to the table, "I wish I'd never said anything. This is so much worse than you just moping and worrying."