Kunizai! Kunikida has feelings for Dazai, but he doesn't know how to manage them or what to do. Meanwhile, Yosano and Ranpo spy.

"Coffee was a grounding scent in Dazai's life. It was dark and calm and sharp at the same time, twisting into a warm comfort. Every morning as he set up the coffeeshop he saw his hands stop shaking. He always woke up trembling those days, but the smell of the coffee beans he was grinding up helped him put his thoughts aside." Dazai Osamu was trying to rebuild his life. Grief had wrapped itself around him, a scarf that refused to leave. He hadn't asked for Kunikida to come walking into his workplace and start dredging up both Dazai's pain and his past. One never truly moves on from the mafia. There is always a ghost to pull the heart back.

Being married in Chuuya's case did not mean a happy white wedding. Instead, it was a drunken night after a mission at eighteen that he tried hard to forget. Not beta-read. Maybe someday I'll come back to this and edit it but that that is not today. This was originally a ten part fic but well well, look what we have here, it's now 18 chapters.