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atsushi

you let out a quiet sigh, watching atsushi talk exasperatedly with dazai. ever since he joined, you found yourself attracted to his innocent beauty, his gentle smile, his gorgeous eyes. the way his skin seemed to glisten with a golden halo when the sunlight shone on him left you breathless every damn time. it was very clear you fell head over heels for the tiger boy but you weren't planning to confess, no you were going to take this secret to the grave. after all, you saw the way he was with kyouka.

with another sigh, you pushed the chair out away from the desk as you stood. "are you going on your lunch break, [name]?" dazai asked, and you nodded with a small smile.

"wanna join?" he seemed thrilled by the invitation before following behind you happily, wrapping an arm around your shoulder as the two of you made your way to uzumaki.

"you know, my dear [name], if you keep gawking at atsushi like that, even he will notice eventually," dazai said lowly, his words laced with amusement but soft enough for only you to hear.

"i was not gawking!" you responded, ignoring the heat rising to your cheeks. "i was just—"

"admiring his cute smile? watching the light bounce off his adorably untamed silver hair? listening to his angelic—"

"did you come along just to harass me?" you murmured bitterly, elbowing your colleague in the ribs lightly as you glared up at his teasing grin.

"why of course! why else?" he smushed your cheeks with his palms, laughing at your squashed face. "you're so cute flustered!"

"stop, dazai!" you whined, but the words didn't form together properly with the uncomfortable shape of your face. chuckling, he let go, wrapping his arm around your shoulder again, pulling you into his side.

"you should confess, it would do wonders for his self esteem!"

"it's not that simple, dazai—"

"i love you." you were startled by the sudden confession from the man as he stared up at the café menu. you tried to decipher any emotion in his face, but he wore that stupid grin on his face before he turned to look down at you. "you're flattered right?" his lips slipped into a mocking grin.

"you...weren't serious with that confession, were you?"

"of course not, i've got standards—ow!" you stomped on his foot, revelling as that stupid smile fell off his face even for a bit. "my point is, even if he doesn't feel the same way, he'll still be flattered."

"but what about kyouka?" dazai blinked at that, before snickering.

"i don't think they're what you think they are." he gave you an assuring nudge with his shoulder. "try it. if it doesn't work out, we can get plastered."

you gave him a smile, thankful for his support. "i'll let you know how it goes."

he turned back to the menu. "oh i think i know how it's going to go," before you could inquire, he held a finger to his lips, "but first, i'm starving, and i left my wallet in the office."

you took a deep breath before walking back into the office. "hey, atsushi, got a second?" his eyes met yours and you had to tear your gaze away from him in embarrassment.

"sure, [name]," he responded, sounding somewhat uncertain before he walked out with you. "what's wrong? you look a little red."

"ah, that might be somewhat related." atsushi gave you a concerned look. "it's not anything serious, it's just i—" you looked down at your writhing fingers— "i love you." the words were barely whispered as your eyes screwed shut in nervousness.

"really?" his voice sounded doubtful, and you didn't dare to look at him.

"yes, really. god, if you only knew. that smile of yours and your mild personality is so refreshing but of course you and kyouka—"

"what? kyouka?" atsushi laughed, making you look up at him with surprise. his laugh was music to your ears. "[name], kyouka and i aren't together!" his laughter died out but the wide smile remained. "ah, this is great! all this time i thought you and dazai—" his eyes suddenly darted away as he got more flustered. "—but this is good." cautiously, you took a step towards him, surprised by his sudden meekness. "well, you see, i—um, well—i—" he jolted as your hand touched his cheek gingerly. he leaned into it with a smile— "feel the same." he finished. your heart fluttered at his words and you couldn't help the smile on your lips as you stroked his cheek, slowly inching closer to him.

"that's good." the words weren't even a whisper, and with a small move forward, his lips captured yours in a chaste kiss. you made a small mental note to thank dazai after.

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atsushi is baby