05 | 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗

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MINE
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Through the dark, empty halls of the Port Mafia Headquarters stormed a pissed off brown haired teenager in the direction of his Boss' office. With a polite knock, he slammed open the door and trotted right up to said boss, fuming.

"He needs to leave."

Mori was organising some documents and signing off the important ones, when he sighed knowingly, "It's rude to burst into a room without permission."

He already knew why Dazai was throwing a fit. Saito called him just before he went up to the crouched teen back at the cafe, so he heard everything that transpired between them. As well as your reaction to the duo's plan.

The reason Mori encouraged that outing in the first place was to make Dazai realise his true feelings for you. He figured out how Dazai felt towards you long ago so now he's here pulling the strings behind the scenes.

"He needs to leave.", the brunette repeated himself with a vehement anger in his tone.

"What reason can you give me that's sufficient enough for me to dismiss him? After all, he's a valuable asset to the Mafia. I spent quite some time and money trying to recruit him."

"I don't like him. He's an annoying prick; even more than that ginger shrimp. I hate him. He should die."

He crossed his arms by his chest and puffed out his cheeks in a frustrated pout. His leg violently tapped against the office floor.

He was throwing a complete tantrum.

"You're 15 years old Dazai, stop being so childish and start acting your age."

"I'll start acting my age once that annoyingly handsome bastard is out of the Mafia." he snapped back in return.

"You're being unreasonable."

"I'm being unreasonable. This random guy just shows up out of nowhere and tried taking what was already mine. Who wouldn't be pissed in a situation like this?!"

Mori placed the pen he was using down and folded his hands in front of his face.

"So you're jealous?"

He raised a brow and stared deep into Dazai's eyes, trying to pick up any subtle change in his demeanour at the question.

Slowly, Dazai avoided eye contact and turned to the side.

Mori chuckled lightly at his reaction. He could tell that Dazai was reluctant to admit it. Though, he wanted to see how much the teen was willing to say now that he's lost his cool.

"You love her don't you?"

Dazai paused after hearing this.

Love.

The concept of loving her, let alone anyone else had never crossed his mind before. He didn't understand what it meant to be in love or to be loved by someone. It was a forgein feeling for him.

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