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Everything I Do - (Chuuya Nakahara X Reader){Oneshot}

Heyyyyyy everyone! It's been a while! As you can see, I'm back!

So, I think I have thing for making Chuuya's oneshots angsty. Not sure why, just something that I like I guess. And I'll say it again, this boy deserves so much love and care. Despite being a tough guy, he's such a big softie and no one can convince me otherwise.

This wonderful piece was requested by Sailorladybug. I honestly thought I'd post it tomorrow but inspiration struck me like lightning and I couldn't stop. I hope you love it!

On a side note, you guys.. If you're stressing over multiple things. Get it all out before it combusts. It helps keep your emotions in check. Trust me.

(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.) Enjoy!

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It's ironic how promises are meant to be broken, especially in times of stress and frustration. Most ranged from 'I promise I'll pay you back' to 'I promise I'll love you and only you.' Humans don't mean what they say half the time because they think it'll never happen. Even when the pair had the best relationship, they only follow up on a few promises. Why? Because life is a shit show. Whatever it out there amongst the billions of stars must love watching its creation squirm, because right now she wanted to feel out of her office and disappear. For the past month and a half, (Y/n) has been locked inside her office writing documents, filing reports, and coding all sorts of books. Being an executive meant a lot of work; however, not this much. She believed there to be a mix up with the assignments but rejecting the work you were given meant certain doom. 

The (h/c) haired woman wrote vigorously at her desk, the lack of sleep evident under her eyes. Just a few more reports to read and annotate and she'll be free of this hell. That is unless they somehow send another person to set another stack of useless papers on her desk. If anything, she wished her fiance would walk through the door and carry her home. But nothing was simple in the Mafia; you'd think working with a violent group wouldn't be so hard. Nope, dead wrong. There was always a recruiting seasons, and it was up to the person wanting to work to do the correct research. Even then, there were all sorts of tests, mostly to make sure you did your job right. Her hand stopped when her eyes caught sight of the picture frame, it wasn't a photo that was extravagant either.

It was one of the many photos she secretly took when her partner wasn't looking; he doesn't believe himself to be worthy of looking at. And he thought it was creepy. (Y/n); however, thought he was a stunning candidate for her picture wall and decided to make him like it. She made a deal with him that if she could take photographs of him, he could do the same to her and a little more. Even though she was the one behind the camera, he often stole her weapon and used it against her. Not that she minded, it gave him a reason to be childish when he's a 22 year-old. And the picture itself reinforced those innocent traits; being curled up in a ball with messy, vermillion hair and gaping lips.The (e/c) eyed woman frowned slightly as her fingertips touched the picture, a white glow buzzing on her skin. Closing her eyes, she activated her ability.

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She remembered that night well, the one time she had off work Chuuya was stuck in his office. However, he surprised her when he arrived home early and pulled her into the bedroom. They were at it for hours until both passed out from exhaustion, laying in bed entangled in limbs and sheets. His beautiful lover was the first to wake, watching him as he slept. She caressed his cheek and pecked his cute nose, the man twitched but didn't wake up. If only they could stay this way forever; no more paperwork, fighting with the ADA, or foreign invaders. Just them. Her (e/c) orbs scanned his face until an idea popped into her head, to which she grabbed his shirt and her underwear. Within seconds, she had her camera in hand, kneeling on the floor as she tried to position the lens. She furrowed her eyebrows to concentrate the focus solely on him, setting the tool on the mattress before tapping the button.