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So Close - (Chuuya Nakahara X Reader){Oneshot}

Ya'll I love this wine loving, hat wearing shortie(even though I'm shorter than him). He's so precious and beautiful, someone seriously protect him. He deserves happiness. I'm just so proud with how far he's come, from being the King of the Sheep to being a great example for the Port Mafia to follow. I think he would make a great leader with where he is but, like everyone else, he still has so much to learn. Anyway enjoy!

(I don't own Bungou Strays Dogs or any of it's characters. They all belong to Kafka Asagiri. This is purely for entertainment purposes.)

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"Go fuck yourself, short stack."

"Better me than you, asshole."

(Y/n) scoffed and sunk into the passenger seat of the car, wanting nothing more than to go home. These conversations were getting old, it was a routine for the two to spat insults at each other. However that was what made their companionship work--to an extent--and they wouldn't want it to change. Well, at least that's she believed. The ginger next to her thought otherwise, recently he's been feeling this strange pressure in his chest; they were so strong he would almost cry from it. It only happened when he was around her. He gripped the steering wheel; it always had to be her.

At the moment, Chuuya was bringing her home from a meeting they had with the boss. It wasn't anything new, just to report back on the status of their warehouses and clients. The city was roaming with gangs and thugs at this time of night, anyone could do what they wanted considering the police didn't have the balls to go on nightly searches for missing people. Specifically while in the Port Mafia's territory. They did that task for them, illegally though. He glanced at her with his deep blue orbs, seeing that she was too busy in her own thoughts to realize his stare. He couldn't help but be reminded of how they met. It was... interesting to say the least.

She was recruited by none other than Kouyou herself, his mentor and big sister. Apparently, she was apprehended in an old Geisha teahouse; the place where she lured people into her domain. The rumor was that she killed famous criminals for bounties, just by catching them in her home. Kouyou, being the eccentric executive she was, decided to find her herself; she wanted Kyouka to have a friend. That was until they had found out she was gifted. Her ability, [Ikiryō], was a cursed bushido sword. When activated she could trap the soul of the person she killed into the sword itself before they could have time to beg for forgiveness. The reason behind the swords curse was that one of her ancestors had tried to dig up his lovers body and bring her back to life using black magic. As punishment, a priest had banished his soul into the sword, living his damned life as a hideous demon to sanction those who dare commit heinous actions. And the souls trapped in eternal torment would be used at the user's disposal: to kill those deemed evil.

To say it was a religious ability was an understatement. Chuuya had furrowed his eyebrows in disgust when he read about it in her files. Meeting for the first time, he had clicked his teeth and said he could care less for her working with them. The (h/c) haired girl didn't like his attitude, they had only just met and he's already calling her useless. Being the prideful woman she was, she had pulled her sword to his neck. Of course, the short man wasn't having any of that and activated his gravity ability on her. The fight didn't last long when Kouyou had told them to stop behaving like children and at least try to get along. She was his partner now that Dazai was gone. Kouyou would teach her how the Port Mafia works and how her role in it was as important as any of the lower class workers. Chuuya was to teach her hand-to-hand combat if she didn't happen to have her sword on her.

The training itself went horribly at first, both of the them insulting each other and not wanting to cooperate. They believed themselves to be completely incompatible. That was until they found out she happened to like wine, just like him. Chuuya smiled slightly at the memory