Dazai has taken the throne, not by blood, but by power withheld. The court is rattled. The wolves are beginning to hope. But no one - not even Dazai himself - knows if this new kingdom will hold.

Chuuya Nakahara, an entitled Prince takes a liking in his Personal Servant, who he didn't bother noticing at first. But when his little servant talks back. Oh how interested Chuuya is.

As a boy, Chuuya had nowhere to cry - not in court, not in his chambers. But in the dark, between stone and chains, he found someone who would never interrupt or belittle him. Now, as a man, he still sits cross-legged before Dazai's gagged form, pouring out his griefs, his duties, his fears. He's told no one. It's his secret sanctuary. The demon's strength is long gone. His body is supported mostly by the chains. But his eyes stay open for Chuuya. And when the prince leans his head against Dazai's knee and whispers "I'm tired", the silence is the warmest sound in the world.

"A 15 million debt with the port mafia. I admit, I sympathise with you. Having such parents to leave all that on your shoulders." The brunette glanced at the other, eyes a void of emptiness. The redhead continued, "Work for me, Dazai Osamu. Your debt will be paid for in no time..."

"Dazai, I want him recruited immediately. Understood?" The brunette could only nod reluctantly.

When Dazai broke his arm falling down the stairs, he didn't think twice about taking the medicine the Port Mafia's doctor prescribed for the pain. After all, he hates pain. They helped for a while. Then he hurt himself again. And again. It was never supposed to be like this. (crossposted from ao3)

Dazai owned him in name, but Chuuya chose to stay. The collar still sat around his throat, the rules still echoed in the halls - but things had changed. What had once been survival was now something else. A quiet surrender, yes, but one born of trust, not fear. When their relationship finally began to settle into something real - something soft and strange and unspoken - the house changed with it. The wolves that once flinched at every shadow began to breathe easier. The servants who whispered behind closed doors now looked their way with something gentler in their eyes. Even the coldest corners of the estate felt a little less hollow. But peace built on cracked foundations never holds. Because the reason for the pain - the rot behind the walls - was still there. Still watching. Still ruling. And tearing out power that's rooted itself in centuries of blood is no easy thing. It never bleeds out quietly. It clings. It bites back. So even as comfort bloomed between them - even as Chuuya stayed and Dazai softened - the weight of what still lingered above them all began to shift. And soon, the cost of freedom would begin to show.

As the name suggests, its a book filled with our beloved soukoku fluffs~ Because, lets be real, we definitely need fluff to recover from their angst stories 😔 . A little about their status for this book: 1) Dazai and Chuuya are already in relationship. The others are not aware of it yet they all suspect something's brewing up between them. 2) Dazai never left Port Mafia. He's still the one next in line to be Port Mafia's leader. 3) Chuuya is an executive along side Dazai. 4) They both are already adults. 5) If, in any oneshot, there is a change of scenario, I'll mention it beforehand. . That's all! Thank you~ . . . Disclaimer: The characters and artwork aren't mine unless specified. Although the plot is mine. However, some fluffshots are inspiration from the fanarts I found on Pinterest.

After Dazai watches Chuuya drown something happens. something good. well positive. dazai gets out of the weird prison thing and goes to try to live a normal life, no ADA, no port mafia, no dancing with a two hair colored man, and no chuuya just Dazai and a daily visit from Atsushi and Akutagawa. Until someone shows up at his door. ☆ Based on the end of Season 5 of BSD ☆ credits to: BSD I do not own any of these characters the fandom and you! ☆ A shin soukoku and soukoku fanfic ☆ will probably not have daily updates and I NOT based on the other ends of BSD and is a AU I made to make myself feel better since I cried.. this story probably won't be correct with the original timeline but that's okay bc it's my story and I'll explain everything!

⚠️bottom Dazai ⚠️ He ripped his blanket off his body, rushing to the mirror in the separated bathroom. He was speechless when he saw his eyes. It glowed in a eerie yet comforting glow, his eyes like a window to another realm, irises a vibrant blue pulsed with an ethereal light that hinted at secrets and mysteries.