15th November, Sunday, 12:00pm
„So that is why you had so much time. Skipping classes, huh?" (Y/N) had a sly smile on his lips as he listened to his boyfriend's stories of the past months.
Luckily, there were not many costumers around yet since it is too early for lunch but already too late for breakfast. Because of that the (H/C) male could sit behind the counter, looking dreamingly into the other's eyes while nodding every once in a while.
"As I said, it was nothing new for me and my timetable was really stuffed...I am so glad to have my normal schedule back again." his mouth had to pause as he was blowing the steaming noodles between the chopsticks.
"Not saying anything, your decision. As long as you don't fuck up and run straight into depression." With a slight sigh (Y/N) pushed his seat back and went to some costumers who looked like they were ready to order.
'Just saying that I probably would not have skipped it, didn't seem to be the easiest stuff.' After rolling his eyes a bit, he took the order of the group of women, mostly drinks.
"Alright, I will be right back." Smiling brightly, he turned around, getting back to the little bar and Hiroto.
"Do you still prefer making coffee over drinks?" The taller males voice sounded behind him with a hint of a smirk.
The only answer he got was a quick nod, (Y/N) not being good enough yet to find the right ingredients while talking and mixing the rest. Having a new workplace every few months really gets one mixed up.
"Finished!" After around five minutes the first words fell from the male's mouth as he was done with the liquid masterpieces, or just...just pieces. "I just don't understand why some people drunk that early, even thought it is Sunday. I don't get it in my brain." Whispering, he tried to get his thoughts to Hiroto without alarming the group of women.
"I know, have fun serving them." Some silent words came back to (Y/N)'s ear before caring the glasses oh so carefully over to the table.
The sound which the glasses made while being set down on the table was overruled by the small bell by the entrance, which was as loud as a normal bell, annoyingly loud.
'It is only half past twelve, I wanna doze a little more before all the costumers come!' the (E/N) colored male screamed in his head as he went to the new costumers, just wanting to get done with his shift.
"Hello-" (Y/N) got himself cut of as he started a staring contest with one of the two man.
He knew him. Oh, he knew him too well.
Standing like he was frozen, (Y/N) did not manage to move his eyes away from those almost sparkling chocolate browns. Automatically fixating more on one of them, like he used to do.
"I-I am sorry, I just remember an order. I will be right back." (Y/N) tried not to stutter and he bought a little bit before walking off to the counter.
'WHAT THE ACTUALLY FUCK IS GOING ON!!!' The male screamed on the inside, not answering as Hiroto asked him something, just bringing him a bowl of ramen from the kitchen.
"Hey, (Y/N). Babe. Are you fine?" Hiroto leaned a little over, trying to catch the smaller's gaze.
"Yeah, just tired I guess." After taking his fake smile off he turned his head back to the suspicious duo.
It is him. Same stupid haircut and stile of clothing.
Just, less bandages...and taller...and...just weirder!
But it was Dazai.
'Why the hell is he here?!' He did not know if he was boiling because of anger or just utterly confused about the situation. The only thing he knew was, that those were his costumers, so he had so serve them at some point.
Taking a deep breath, he placed the bowl in front of his lover, who said a quick thank you and began eating, before walking over to the blond and brown males.
"I am sorry to make you wait. Do you already know what you would like to eat?" With the best fake smile he could offer this day, (Y/N) tried to fixate at the much stricter looking man instead of the prick who seemed like he wasn't bothered at all by the situation.
"I will have a bowl of Miso-Nikomi Udon and just some water, thank you." the blond male closed the menu card and spent his attention now to Dazai.
"For me, some green tea and..." looking up from the card, he smiled brightly at the younger male "and whatever the chef recommends."
(Y/N) stared a little too long at Dazai before writing down what he wanted. "I have to warn you, he has a very extra ordinary taste." With those words he made his way to the kitchen, trying to sound as normal as possible.
Here he is! The biggest.... *cough* dude of the universe and we all love him! No excuses, I just didn't feel motivated ._. Maybe I will continue today? XD
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Dazai x Male! Reader Pt.2
Fanfic(Look at my page for part one) Years had passed since the last time they met. The male has changed. His life has changed. Actually, not that much. Lets take a look at it~
