Dazai x reader one shots

Trans Comfort

(Y/n) wraps their chest with bandages as tears stream down their cheeks quickly. "Go away, go away, just go away."
Their begging obviously goes unheard.
(Y/n) finishes and puts a binder on top.
Their breathing is a little ragged but they didn't care.
Next they put on boxers and basketball shorts then a graphic tee.
"They can't tell me I'm not a guy. Just cause I...just cause I don't have a cock between my legs..." They trail off and sniffle softly.

Dazai knocks on the door and walks in. "Hey little mystery, you ready?"
"Yeah I'm good. Do I look cool?" (Y/n) asks, smiling.
"The coolest guy I know." Dazai responds, adjusting his black jacket on his shoulders.
More tears stream down their cheeks as they nod.
"Mystery what's wrong? Did I say something wrong?" The brunette walks over and wipes the tears away.
(Y/n) shakes their head. "I'm just struggling so much right now. My mom keeps saying I'm her precious little girl. Then dad keeps using my birth name. I hate it. I've asked them to call me (Y/n)."
"Oh, I'm sorry. I know it's hard for you. But it's also hard for them. They grew up in a different time; things were different back then. I'm sure they'll come around soon enough."
"I doubt it! They still think it's a phase. Mom says I only wanna be a boy because I hate the attention my femininity grants me. I'm already 17! They'll never come around. But that also means I can't get any surgery because I'm underage and I don't have their consent."

Dazai sits on the bed and pulls (Y/n) onto his lap.
His hand pets their hair and kisses their forehead.
"Little mystery, just know that you have me. I respect your choice and I do my best to make you feel comfortable and loved. I will call you your preferred name and pronouns. If I ever slip up you have my permission to slap me."
"Thank you so much." They manage between light panting.

Now it's getting hard to breathe.
"Little mystery?" Dazai trails off and looks down at their chest.
A long groan comes from the mafia executive.
Dazai pulls off the tee and binder. "You know you shouldn't use bandages. You're gonna hurt yourself. I got you the binder for a reason baby."
(Y/n) sniffles as they unwrap the white material.
The brunette thought nothing of their naked chest in his face, not right now in this serious situation.
"I'm sorry," (Y/n) whispers and looks away.
"Don't apologize to me. You're in pain and I wanna help. Take a few deep breaths with nothing on and we can fix you up properly, so you can actually breathe."

After a few deep breaths (Y/n) nods and Dazai helps them get dressed again.
"You can be flatter and still breathe ok. This feels better right?"
(Y/n) nods and smiles softly. "I love you so much Osa. You mean so much to me."
"I do my best. I'm still learning myself so be honest with me and tell me everything ok? Don't hold anything back please. I want you to feel like the person you want to be."
"I'm still learning about myself too. But I do know I am a guy. I'm a guy who is in love with the youngest mafia executive."
"And this executive is in love with the guy who's sitting on his lap." Dazai kisses (Y/n) gently and smiles softly. "Now let's go out and have a fun time. It will just be you and me. No one else matters, ok?"
(Y/n) nods and stands up. They get their shoes on, grab their wallet and head out with their boyfriend.
Dazai holds (Y/n) close and kisses their temple. "My cool, awesome boyfriend." He whispers as they walk out.