3rd POV
In Dazai and (Y/n)'s apartment, they waited patiently for Q to wake up. Q was asleep in the empty guest bedroom as Dazai was watching them while (Y/n) cooked breakfast. They were finally able to wake up.
"Looks like sleeping beauty is finally awake this time."
"You!" Q gasped, not thrilled to see Dazai in the slightest.
"Now, now, we haven't had breakfast yet and you are already being a nuisance to me."
"Where am I? Why am I here?" Q demanded, seeing him in a futon.
"Boys, breakfast is ready!" (Y/n) from the other room shouted, placing three bowls of curry down before going to feed Yasu.
"Oh, yay!" Dazai cheered. He got up and looked down at Q. "Lets save this conversation for another time, I'm starving."
Q slowly got up, feeling something different. They raised their sleeve to no longer see the razor blades attached to their arm, their arm was perfectly healed. "H-How?"
"Thank Yosano-sensei when you see her. She healed all your injuries." Dazai waved off, leaving the room before tackling (Y/n) from behind. "(Y/n)-chan~!"
"Get offa me!"
Annoyed by Dazai's antics, Q thought it was best to ignore him and just leave the room to eat breakfast. They all just sat on the floor and eat their curry while not starting a conversation about anything at all, it was silent and all was heard was the sounds of spoons clinking the bowls.
Three minutes have passed and Dazai laid his back on the floor, patting his stomach from the curry he ate. "Ahhh, I'm so full."
(Y/n) picked up the dishes and went to wash them in the sink. "Hey, Dazai, I heard that Ranpo-san was invited by one of the Guild's members to do a challenge and he asked me and Yosano-san to go. Will you be fine for a couple of hours by not killing yourself?"
"Awww! Why do you get to go?!" He whined like a child.
"Because Ranpo-san asked for me and not you."
"Then no! I'll kill myself without you around! This is payback for leaving me alone!"
"You won't be alone, Q will stay with you."
"That's worse!" He squeaked, making his voice crack.
She laughed, "It's only for a couple of hours, please?"
Dazai huffed, refusing to look at (Y/n) in the eye. "Ha! As if I'll submit to your request, Belladonna. Even if you make make me or just paid me a million yen to—"
"I'll let you cuddle with me for an hour." She offered.
"Two hours and you got yourself a deal!" He gave in, immediately regretting his decision but he seriously wanted to cuddle (Y/n).
"What?" Q blinked, confused by what they just witnessed.
(Y/n) just finished cleaning the dishes and patted Q on the head. "Get used to this."
Q just growled, pushing her hand away and shouting at her. "Why am I here?! I literally tried to destroy the city and you guys are here treating me like an actual kid, why?!"
"Because you deserve better than what the Mafia did to you. I couldn't stand to see you in pain anymore." (Y/n) admits, hugging Q close to her chest. "I made a deal to keep you, so you are living with us now. Please, bear with us, Q. This is for you..."
"You're lying... You just say that, but you don't mean it..." Q's voice cracks as they try so hard not to cry, clenching their fists and making sure to no give in.
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The Crimson Reaper (BSD Various x Reader)
FanfictionRed is a beautiful color. It goes well with almost everything: Clothes, makeup, women, men, corpses, and the Grim Reaper herself. The most feared person in all of Yokohama was none other than the Grim Reaper AKA the Crimson Reaper, a possible demon...
