It was night time when you woke up to the sound of door opening, you became paranoid for a split second but relaxed when you see it's the doctor. He came to check up on you and told you that you're doing great, but you need to stay for atleast 2 days in the medical wing.
You refused, of course. You told him you're on an important mission and that you request to be discharge the next day. He hesitated at first but complied when you gave it as an order, the doctor knew better than to ignore the orders of an Executive.
A nurse came to deliver your dinner and you ate alone. The food tasted bland but you didn't complain, it's better than nothing. You had worse during your past missions.
It was then when you were in the middle of pitying yourself for being such an incapable, sad, and wounded woman when you heard the door broke down. Yes, you knew who came to visit you. Upon landing your eyes to your visitor, you reckon this is the first you've ever been excited to see Chuuya.
Your eyes sparkle as he marched in, your gaze trained on the box he's holding on one hand.
"Ah shit, I broke a goddamn door again.."
"Chuuya, you came!"
Your hand immediately reached out for the box in his hand, a big smile adoring your face as the logo of your favorite mochi store was on it. The red haired man immediately raised his hand holding the box, it went past his head. However, Chuuya is short which made his effort inevitable as you successfully snatched the box of mochi.
"Thank youuuuu!" You almost cried.
"Oi! I didn't even say it was for you." He gritted his teeth.
"Oh.." your smile was suddenly gone. "I thought it was for me since this is from my favorite shop.."
Of course you knew it's for you, Chuuya is just too embarrassed to admit it. You saw his eye twitch slightly and he straightened up, then look away. "It's for you, damn it. Stop making such an ugly face."
Your smile came back. "Ah, you secretly care for me. How cute."
"Wha-no!" He glared. "I heard from shitty Dazai that you're dying and he said I better visit and bring some of your favorite food...turns out he tricked me again."
"Dying? It's just a bullet wound on my stomach, nothing serious." Then you eyed him mischievously. "You don't have to give such excuses, Chuuya. I wouldn't blame you acting so worried and cute if you're friend is hurt."
"I'm not worried, I know you're capable of not getting killed. And don't call me cute, for fuck's sake."
"Cute."
"Give me my fucking Mochi back."
"No!" You immediately opened the box and stuffed a mochi or 2 in your mouth.
Both of you talked all night, Chuuya told you he was in the middle of a raid when Dazai called about you dying, he told you he rushed to your favorite mochi shop. He's pissed at Dazai again, but when is he not?
He didn't ask anything about your mission, which is good because you're not in the mood to talk about it right now. Instead, he kept on talking about how to get back at Dazai. He mentioned giving the brunette's address and number to all the women who's heart he broke before.
You knew about this. Dazai is sort of a womanizer when he became executive. You remember one day when he would randomly receive calls and he would toss his phone then get a new one.
Sometimes, the brunette would give Chuuya's number to most women. Chuuya received some random phone calls too, he chose to save their number for black mail purposes.
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Painted Red (Dazai Osamu x Reader)
Fanfiction(F/N) (L/N)'s well deserved break from the Port Mafia was rudely interrupted by Dazai Osamu, she couldn't be more frustrated. But, when the suicidal maniac brought news that might help her recollect her past, she had no choice but to go back to the...