It was Christmas Eve, and the city was dusted with a light snowfall that made everything feel softer, quieter. The streets were adorned with twinkling lights, and the faint scent of pine filled the air. Atsushi had been looking forward to spending a quiet night in his apartment, wrapped in the warmth of holiday cheer, but little did he know, Dazai had other plans.
The early morning hours were still dark when Dazai, dressed in his usual attire but with a festive Santa hat perched on his head, snuck into Atsushi’s apartment. The soft sound of Atsushi's steady breathing filled the room, a peaceful contrast to Dazai’s excited energy. It was Christmas Eve, after all, and there was no way he was letting his partner sleep through such an important night.
Dazai tiptoed over to the side of Atsushi’s bed, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "Atsushi," he whispered, leaning over the bed with a grin. "Atsushi, wake up, sleepyhead. It’s Christmas Eve! We’ve got plans!"
Atsushi groggily stirred, the sound of Dazai’s voice cutting through the fog of sleep. He blinked a few times, trying to focus, but his mind was still clouded from sleep. He wasn’t prepared for the sudden jolt when Dazai leaned even closer, practically hovering over him.
"Atsushi, wake up," Dazai cooed in an overly enthusiastic voice, poking him in the ribs.
Startled and half-awake, Atsushi's reflexes kicked in. His fist shot out, instinctively trying to defend himself from whatever was happening in his groggy state. The punch landed directly on Dazai’s chest, knocking the wind out of him and sending him stumbling backward.
"Wha—?!" Dazai gasped, wide-eyed and stunned, clutching his chest where Atsushi had punched him.
Atsushi sat up, still blinking sleep from his eyes, his heart racing from the sudden movement. His face went pale as he realized what had happened. "Dazai?! Oh my god, I’m so sorry!" he stammered, immediately regretting his reflexive reaction. "I didn’t mean to…!"
Dazai, however, merely laughed, shaking his head with a playful smirk. "Haha, don’t worry about it, Atsushi! That’s the Christmas spirit! I’m tough, you know." He gave his chest a dramatic slap, as though to prove it.
Atsushi’s face flushed, his embarrassment now compounded by the realization that he had punched Dazai on Christmas Eve of all days. "I’m really sorry, I was just startled," he muttered, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly. "What’s going on, though? You woke me up so early…"
Dazai’s eyes lit up. "Well, I had a little surprise planned! The Agency and the Port Mafia have all agreed to come together and spend Christmas together! Isn’t that a great idea?!"
Atsushi blinked, still trying to fully process what Dazai was saying. "The Agency… and the Port Mafia? Together?" he repeated, still not quite sure he was hearing right.
"Yes! Everyone’s coming! We’re going to have a big Christmas dinner, exchange gifts, and—" Dazai paused, his grin widening. "Maybe a little bit of mischief too, but that's just a bonus!"
Atsushi stared at him, his exhaustion beginning to fade as curiosity started to take its place. "Wait, you mean... even Akutagawa and Chuuya?" he asked, unable to suppress his surprise.
"Yep! And everyone else!" Dazai replied cheerfully, now practically bouncing on his heels. "But first, we need to get ready and go! You’ve got less than an hour to prepare!"
Atsushi blinked at him, still in disbelief. "Wait, you’re telling me I’m going to have Christmas dinner with the Port Mafia, and you didn’t think to mention this before?"
Dazai gave him a wink. "Where’s the fun in that? I wanted to surprise you."
Atsushi let out a breath, shaking his head in disbelief but smiling nonetheless. "You’re impossible," he muttered, finally finding his footing despite his earlier shock.
Dazai grinned, unfazed. "Come on, let’s get you ready! It’s Christmas eve ! Time to celebrate."
As Atsushi stumbled out of bed and began to get dressed, Dazai’s energetic presence filled the room, turning the once quiet and serene atmosphere into something lively and chaotic. Atsushi couldn’t help but feel a small sense of warmth in his chest despite the whirlwind of emotions. The idea of spending Christmas with everyone—the people who had become his family, even if some of them were from the Port Mafia—was a strange but comforting thought.
Despite the punch, despite the shock, and despite everything else, Atsushi couldn’t help but feel excited about the night ahead.
Maybe Christmas together—no matter how unconventional—was exactly what he needed.
ANDDD THAT'S THE END OF THIS CHAPTER HAPPY CHRISTMAS EVE OR happy late Hanukkah ! But what you celebrate on December I hope you have a great time with your family and friends and I love you guys I hope you have a great day byeeee
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