Something About us

Man-eater(Part 1)

Dazai P.O.V

"I know, so do I"

Those words itched at the back of my brain. God, I can't get it out of my head. I could barely even get some decent sleep because of him.

Cheeky bastard. I chuckled.

There's no point in thinking about it if it's just going to confuse me. I grabbed my smartphone from under my pillow and decided to call Oda for advice on what to do.

I called him twice and got no answer. I decided to give up. He's probably still sleeping. I mean it's still only 4:00AM. I put my phone back down on my bed and headed to the bathroom. It was nothing out of the ordinary, just plain white floor tiles, a cracked mirror, and medication capsule on the sink counter. I started brushing my hair until I heard the phone ring.

I frantically ran back to my room and picked up the phone.

"Hello, do you need something." My voice ecstatic as I gripped the phone tightly.

"You tell me, you're the one who called first?" the older man's voice sounded as if he hasn't slept in the last four days.

"You ok Oda? You sound hella tired."

He sighed. "Of course I am, you woke me up on a Saturday in the middle of the night." I felt kinda bad. I mean, he teaches a bunch of orphans throughout the week and this was one of his only off days. Maybe I should've thought of that.

"Sorry, I'll call back later in the day" my voice ringed with guilt.

"No need." the gruff older man said. "I can't go back to bed now, so tell me why did you call again?"

I heisted for a moment. Why did I even call him? I pondered deeply in thought.

I was so caught up in thought that I couldn't hear Oda calling out my name in confusion.

"Osamu!" The man practically yelled out.

"Oh sorry about that." I almost dropped the phone out of realization when he yelled, but who was he to blame. I was blanking out when I was the one to call him in the first place.

"I called because I wanted to talk to you privately." That was slightly the truth. I did want to see him to get Chuuya out of my mind but this works too.

"Fine, we'll meet at the usual spot."

"Yes, thank you very much" I tried containing my joy but it wasn't really working. It's been awhile since just the two of us have hung out so might as well make the most of it.

I took care of all the essentials like taking a bath and brushing my teeth and now I was ready to go. Before I left I looked myself up and down at the mirror. "Damn I look nice." I winked at myself then did finger guns to the mirror while I walked out of my small apartment.

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I met up with Oda at the usual café we attended.

"Well don't you look dapper?"

"Don't I always look dapper?" I retorted sharply with my hand on my chest acting if what the man said was the harshest thing in the world

"Whatever you say, drama queen" he ruffled my hair, making it look messier than it already was.

"Hey this took me a while to do." I huffed in defense, trying to fix the mess he made.

We finally sat down and took our orders. He ordered a raspberry black tea like always, and I just went with a pure black coffee.

We talked about our week and whatnot until Oda realized that I was avoiding the elephant in the room.

"So what did you need to talk about so desperately?" the man swirled his drink left and right gently while his eyes drifted at the view in the windows.

"I like someone." I darted my eyes elsewhere, not really knowing how he was going to react.

Oda's face stopped looking at the window and shifted to look at me with widened eyes.

"The Dazai Osamu likes someone? Never in all my years did I think that you would say something like that."

"Oh stop it!" I hid my face in my arms. "This is why I don't tell you things." My skin reddened by the second.

"Oh hush. So tell me, what do they look like?"

God, I wished I didn't tell him. He was just going to tease me about it later.

"They're short, cute, and easy to tease, oh and whenever I tease them their hands go into fists and their face reddens like red pepper. It's so adorable, I have to show you one day"

"My, my. You must really like them to talk so highly of them." He jested at me.

"Why don't you ask them out?" Oda advised.

"I did think about asking them out on a date, but a part of me feels like they're going to say no."

Oda raised up from his seat and flicked my forehead.

"OW!" I winced in pain. "What was that for?" I hissed.

"Dazai, there's no woman in this world that would say no to a man like you. Even you know that!"

"But the person I want isn't a man," Is what I wanted to say but instead I just went with a soft,"Your right."

"So...?" Oda said.

"So what?" I replied oblivious. He flicked my forehead again.

"OW, Assho-" he cut me off.

"You're not leaving here until you ask them out, okay?" from the tone of his voice I knew he wasn't joking about it.

"Fine, fine" I waved him off as he left the café. I sat in my seat for a good thirty minutes until I mustered up the courage to text Chuuya.

Mackerel: hey u up?

Of course he's up you idiot it's like 2 in the morning.

Slug: yeah, you need smth?

Mackerel: want to go on a date tomorrow?

He didn't answer for a while, god this was stupid why did I even take Oda's advi-

Slug: sure, where tho?

He said yes. He actually said YES! Maybe there is a god up there.

Mackerel: it's a surprise, we'll meet up at the park near your house

Slug: sure, see u then~

Words couldn't explain how happy I was. I fist pumped the air profusely, making people around look at me weirdly but that didn't matter. "I got a date," I hummed in my head.

After calming down a little I realized something: what would I even wear on a date?