Immortality [Dazai x Female Reader]

Bonus Ten: Dress Shopping with the Girls

The boutique was a quiet little place tucked into a side street, a hidden gem that Yosano had recommended. Inside, the walls were lined with row upon row of wedding dresses, some extravagant with lace and beading, others simple yet elegant—just what Y/N had in mind. She had never been one for flashy outfits, but today wasn't just any day. Today, she was searching for the dress she would marry Dazai in.

As Y/N stood in front of a full-length mirror, Kyouka and Yosano sat on a plush velvet couch behind her, eager to see what she picked out. The warm lighting and soft classical music made the atmosphere feel almost surreal, as if the world outside didn't exist for a moment. It was just them, the dresses, and the anticipation.

"I can't believe this is happening," Y/N murmured, running her fingers along a silky white fabric. "I'm getting married."

Kyouka, sitting with her legs crossed, looked up at her with a small, soft smile. "You're going to look amazing."

Yosano leaned back with a confident grin, sipping on the complimentary champagne the boutique had offered. "Of course you are. But we need to find you the perfect dress first. Something that's you—simple but unforgettable."

Y/N nodded, glancing around the room. There were so many options, and she couldn't help but feel a little overwhelmed. She had never imagined herself shopping for a wedding dress before, especially not one to marry someone as unpredictable as Dazai. But here she was, and the reality of it all was slowly sinking in.

"You should try this one!" Kyouka suddenly piped up, pointing to a sleek, satin gown with thin straps and a flowing skirt. "It looks elegant."

Y/N smiled at her, appreciating Kyouka's input. "It's pretty. Simple, just like I wanted."

Yosano stood up and wandered over to the dress Kyouka had picked, examining the fabric with a discerning eye. "It's perfect for you—nothing too flashy, but the way it falls would look stunning on you."

Taking a deep breath, Y/N reached for the dress. It was soft to the touch, the satin cool against her fingertips. It felt right somehow, as if it could be the one.

"All right," she said, turning toward the fitting room. "Let's see how this looks."

She disappeared behind the curtain, leaving Kyouka and Yosano waiting with anticipation. Y/N slipped into the dress, feeling the way it hugged her body in all the right places without being too tight or too loose. It was simple but elegant, just as Dazai had described. She couldn't help but smile to herself, thinking of his words.

As she stepped out from behind the curtain, Y/N saw Kyouka's eyes widen slightly, while Yosano nodded approvingly.

"What do you think?" Y/N asked, turning to look at herself in the mirror. The dress flowed effortlessly, the satin shimmering under the boutique's soft lighting. It wasn't extravagant or over-the-top, but it made her feel beautiful, confident, and ready to take the next step with Dazai.

Kyouka stood up and walked over, her gaze traveling from the hem of the dress up to Y/N's face. "You look... perfect," she said quietly, her voice filled with sincerity.

Yosano walked up behind Kyouka, placing a hand on her shoulder. "She's right. This dress is exactly what you were looking for—simple, elegant, and timeless."

Y/N's smile grew as she took in their reactions. It felt surreal to stand here in a wedding dress, with her closest friends helping her pick out the outfit she'd wear on one of the most important days of her life.

As she twirled in front of the mirror, the dress flowing gracefully around her, Y/N imagined herself walking down the aisle toward Dazai. She could already see the smirk on his face, the glint in his eyes as he teased her about how breathtaking she looked. The thought made her heart swell.

"Dazai's going to lose it when he sees you in this," Yosano teased, a playful grin tugging at her lips.

Y/N laughed, feeling a flutter in her chest at the thought. "I hope so. I want it to be special—for both of us."

Yosano nodded. "It will be. You're marrying him, after all. That's already special."

Kyouka gave a small smile, nodding in agreement.

Y/N turned to face them both, feeling a wave of gratitude wash over her. "Thank you," she said softly, her voice full of emotion. "For being here with me and helping me through all of this. I couldn't do it without you two."

Yosano waved her hand dismissively, though her expression was warm. "Of course. You're family."

Kyouka nodded again, her quiet presence comforting as always.

Y/N took one last look in the mirror, feeling a sense of peace settle over her. She had found the dress—the perfect dress to marry Dazai in. It was simple, just as she wanted, but it made her feel beautiful in a way that words couldn't quite capture.

"This is it," Y/N whispered to herself, smiling.

It was more than just a dress. It was a symbol of everything she and Dazai had been through together—their ups and downs, their fights, their reconciliations, and most importantly, their love. And now, they were going to take the next step in their journey together.

As she stood there, surrounded by the quiet support of Yosano and Kyouka, Y/N knew that no matter what challenges came their way, she and Dazai would face them together—stronger than ever.

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