Ah~ what a comfy bed, the air conditioning is slowly running, being nuzzled up in a thick quilt and a puffy pillow, the best way to enjoy a good night rest, so why is M/n currently staring at his ceiling with bloodshot eyes at 7 in the morning?
"-ring ring!... ring ring!"
Ah..thats why
M/n begrudgingly got up from his bed, the cold air hitting the back of his neck and making him cringe. He grabbed his phone from the bedside table and place it next to his ear.
"Hello?..." he groggily asks
"Ah-M/n! what a splendid morning it is today don't you think?" A joyful voice said, piercing his ears. M/n pulled the phone away from his ear before any permanent damage can occur.
"Get straight to the point, Dazai. What do you want now?" M/n asked rubbing his left eye
"Ah well you see m/n I'm in a bit of a pickle" Dazai started "I got stuck in an oil drum"
"Aren't you supposed to meet the new recruit for his entrance exam?" M/n groaned
"Well.. yes, but as I said before, I got stuck in an oil drum whilst trying to commit suicide, I think I might die here " Dazai quickly explained
"So you want me to plan your funeral out?" m/n asked
"No...but I really need your help I've called the others but they all hang up on me and-"
"Do you want a coffin or a cremation vase for your dead body? I know a place that has very good prices" M/n asked interrupting him
"Um.. I would prefer a nice coffin-But that's not important! I need you to help me get out of this mess and-"
M/n hang up on him and let out a sigh of relief "he'll live" he said to himself '....but if he doesn't then that's one less problem to worry about...' he turned to his window, sunlight peering through the curtains 'I should probably get going to the agency now'
He got up from his bed and began to get ready for work. He started off with getting a shower.
He entered the bathroom and turned the shower on, waiting for the water to heat up before stepping in. The water was warm, almost hot, as it ran over M/n's body, and he let out a relieved sigh as the water relaxed his muscles.
His routing then followed by getting dressed. He picked out his clothes from his drawer, his usual white dress shirt, black tie, pants and his long black jacket before finally getting his shoes on and tying the laces. Once all that was done, he looked in the mirror and gave himself a quick once over before taking a deep breath and headed out of his room, grabbing his bag, and out of the house to arrive at the agency.
M/n's neighbor looked up from the water can she held and smiled, her kind and aged face as bright as the sun. "Good morning dear!" she called out in a soft voice
"Ah- good morning to you too, Mrs. Ito" M/n greeted, he leaned forward against the fence that separates the sidewalk from the front yard "The flowers seemed to grow taller than last time"
"Why yes it has, M/n" the old woman cheerfully said, taking pride in her garden, "Would you like some flowers when you come back from work?"
"No thanks, Mrs Ito" M/n replied "I believe I have enough flowers delivered to my house"
"Oh? Do you perhaps have a lover that delivers you flowers?" Ms. Ito asked
"Ah- No I don't" M/n quickly denied
Ms. Ito chuckled at M/n's response "Oh, come now dear," she said, waving a hand as though to dismiss M/n's denial. "A young man like yourself must have plenty of lady callers."
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Grim's Eternal Repose | bsd x male reader |
FanficAs a part time worker in the armed detective agency you would think that you would get less work for a good paycheck but unfortunately that's not the case, why? Cause now you're stuck doing Dazai and Ranpo's paperwork, you still have to go hop aroun...