BSD Fanfiction: Nightmares (Nakahara Chuuya x OC and Osamu Dazai x OC collection

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Without any warning, the next thing I felt was myself being physically dragged by Nakajima. He grabbed a pile of paper with one arm pressing it against his chest to avoid them slipping leaving the rest of the papers scattered across the room as he grabbed my wrist with his other unoccupied hand and dashed towards the door, "DON'T LOOK!" He shouted in panic before exiting the room.
For a second, I thought an act of adultery would have taken place as I was excited to see what follows, but that Atsushi spoiled my curiosity by butting in. "Atsushi-kun..."
"Not the time for that!" He interrupted me with sweat all over his face.
"I'm over 18 years old you know...."
"And so am I!" He exclaimed before violently shutting the door behind us.
"NOOOOOO! NOT THAT!" The second the door was banged shut, a piercing scream, Kunikida's SOS signal for life, was echoed throughout the corridors. What on Earth was that?!
"What the hell is going on inside, Atsushi-kun?!" I understood fully that they were all my enemies, and that I'm a spy who is just there to infiltrate the agency, but the will to enter the room and help the frowny man was burning viciously inside me.
"Ahahahaha.... pay no heed, pay no heed," The pale Atsushi now became a tad more cheerful while rubbing the back of his head sheepishly, "Don't worry about that." He stated while smiling.
Don't worry about that, my ass?! Are you sane, Atsushi-kun?! The 'no, not that scream' can be definitely heard at one of 'those things' you know, but not in 'that' way! He was literally begging for his life and you're trying to rub it all off with a smile, Atsushi-kun?!
"THAT HURTSS! STOP!!" My thoughts were once again interrupted by a shriek, again from Kunikida-san, was heard from the other side of the door.
The man was literally admitting that it hurts, something wrong is definetly going on over that side and you're not even moving an inch?! Glancing back at Nakajima, he gave me the same smile again. "ATSUSHI-KUN, DO YOU REALIZE THAT KUNIKIDA-SAN IS LITERALLY DYING INSIDE?!"
"Don't worry, Riza-san," The silver-haired boy faced the door with a wry smile on his face, "It's just that...." I grabbed him by the shoulders wondering if he knows what is happening inside, "he's on the verge of death."