"Hey Y/n, look at me okay, I'm here," he said, grabbing your shoulders, trying to turn you around. But your body was stiff, and you couldn't move.
He stood in front of you and held your face, forcing you to look at him and he kept repeating to look at him and only focus on that. You tried to speak, say how terrible you felt or scream, just something, but nothing came out, just your lips were shaking.
"Let's sit down okay?" he asked you and held your hand sitting next to you.
"Y/n you saved my life, you know that right?" He said, to make you realize that you had done the right thing.
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In this fanfiction, you will join Chuuya through his journey in the Sheep and Port Mafia.
If you want to know how and why Chuuya joined the Sheep, how he dealt with his ability in the past, and why he started using gloves, then this story is just for you!
PS: The timeline and actions of this fanfiction won't change the story and actions of the original show.
A stand alone Soukoku fic
Obsessive! Possessive! Port Mafia boss! Dazai Osamu × ADA! Reincarnated! Reader! Nakahara Chuuya
BSD MANGA SPOILERS!!
In which: an avid reader of classical literature (due to being hyperfixated on Bungou Stray Dogs) and BSD fan- due to circumstances unforseen- gets reincarnated as Nakahara Chuuya-not the poet, no- one of the most popular characters in the Bungou Stray Dogs franchise and- pardon the language- fucks up the storyline the most Kim Dokja (Omniscient Reader's Viewpoint) way possible.
Well perks of having the Fourth Wall by your side to save your a$$ from being manhandled.
alternatively: a Soukoku role reversal AU but Chuuya consistently and shamelessly breaks the fourth wall.