| And after the stupidity of foreshadowing, you, [Y/N], escape an orphanage and end up in the Port Mafia. Life is just a game, isn't it? Take the very few chances you have. After all, we're in this together, always.

To Ms. Coffee connoisseur, My glass isn't as hot as your glass, The dark isn't as dark as yours, But know it, if united, we will become addictive. -Mr. Wine ------------------------------------------------------ This story was inspired from my friend's poem and based on my dream lol (i couldn't belive that i had such a dream about dazai and chuuya) Chuuya Nakahara X Reader X Dazai Osamu [Modern AU] ⚠️THIS IS MY FIRST STORY WHEN I JOINED WATTPAD, SORRY FOR THE CRINGE⚠️ 😂 English isn't my mother tongue. So if there is something wrong about my grammar, i'm sorry. PS : Chapter 1 & Chapter 2 just introduction, feel free to skip it. It won't affect the plot of the story. Because i think the diction is weird and i'm lazy to edit. [BONUS YANDERE DAZAI OSAMU ONE SHOT lololololol] -Ays-

🔞[ o n l y h i s ]🔞 ❝His and only his. His everything, his love, his life❞ A few short stories. →contains sexual content →also contains triggering content →read at your own risk ♡•[mafia!dazai X f!reader]•♡ [cover made by osamu-dazai-bsd on tumblr]