❝ light it up! better dodge the cops,
and i'll never get sick
of playing with your locks,
i-i miss you lots, i-i miss you lots !❞
in which : two lovers stick together until the very end.
- ( dazai osamu x fem! anime oc )
𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙩𝙪𝙨 : FINISHED...
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❝ i love you emi ❞
˚ ༘ 第3幕 ┊ 𝘈𝘊𝘛 𝘛𝘏𝘙𝘌𝘌...
→˚₊·🎐 ੭*
❨ this chapter will be a flashback to dazai's and emi's mafia days. ❩
❨ warning ; sexual content ❩
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THE BLONDE HAIRED LETS a chuckle slip past her lips as he held her hand, the couple were making their way down a street, slightly tipsy from a celebration party at work.
"emi you look stunning," dazai says breathless as he looked over at his lover, admiring her slightly messy state as he opened up the door of their apartment building "shut up dazai," she answered his statement, a bright blush covering her cheeks as her heels clicked against the stairs as she climbed up them, holding onto the railing to not fall backwards, even though the brunette male supported her back with one of his hands.
the two were dressed in rather fancy clothes, the brunette male dressed in a white suit, a black blouse underneath with a white vest over it and a brown gold looking tie, the female matching with a black dress, his white suit jacket sitting on her shoulders, a gold necklace hanging on her neck and some gold earrings dangling from her ears, her hair styled up in a slicked back bun, but some pieces of her hair escaped and framed her face.
"where are the keys?" the blonde haired asks with a small smile on her lips as dazai held onto her waist, resting his head on her shoulder as the couple stood outside their shared apartment, the female searching through her bag, picking up a pair of keys with a white and black bunny keychain, quickly unlocking the door as the brunette male stayed silent.
"dazai what's up-" her words get cut off by his lips on hers, which made her blue ocean eyes widen, as she was pressed up against the apartment door as soon as the couple stepped in, the female soon dropped her purse on the floor as her hands went to lay on the back of his head, making her fingers grip onto some of his strands of hair as his hands held her against the door, his lips hungrily kissing hers as he shut his eyes tightly,
"dazai" emi pants as she breaks away from the kiss, a string of salvia connecting their lips as she stared into his deep brown orbs, which sent a shiver down her back, as her hands gripped at his shoulder, the male's eyes were full of lust and hunger, somethings she hasn't seen in the two years they've been together, he always was so gentle,
