❛𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘤𝘶𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳❜

YOU were outside on a Saturday afternoon and just came out of a shopping mall, holding two shopping bags in your hands as you walked down the streets of Yokohama.

The sun shone brightly that day, the sky a clear and nice colour of blue and the wind brushing away a few hair strands from your face.

You had casual clothes on, your favourite combination as today was a good one and you felt very satisfied, enjoying yourself.

I haven't eaten something since 7 in the morning... I should get something.

And with that you made your way to the nearest café, your (e/c) eyes wandering around to find it.

Coffee.

Is what you like most. When the bitter taste melts onto your tongue and leaves a pleasing sensation afterwards and calms down your entire body, but slowly wakes you up from your tired and sleepy mood. That's what you desire right now.

'Uzumaki'.

As you saw those letters appear in front of you, you went inside, seeing other people sitting at different spots, chatting and drinking their ordered and desired hot drink.

You licked your lips as you moved your legs to the counter and waited.

As you did, you looked up to the menu and sat down onto the chairs right at the counter. You placed your hands on it after putting your bags right in between your legs so no one might steal your stuff.

Focusing hard on what to drink and being lost in your own train of thoughts, you didn't notice a person standing in front of you, who had been staring at you the whole time.

They leaned their body onto the counter and layed their arms onto it while admiring you.

Just as they reached for your hand, you snapped out of your daze and quickly stared at them startled.

It was a man in his twenties? Yeah, seems accurate.

He had an apron tied around his body with the text 'Uzumaki' on it, with a white t-shirt and a cap on his head. He had curly brown hair and chocolate brown eyes looking at you in a way.

You forgot about him holding your hand and then glanced down onto your hands.

His hands... were wrapped in bandages?

"Would you... strangle me with these soft and delicate hands?" he spoke up with a deep and attractive voice as he traced a finger of his left hand along your palm.

You just sat there flustered, surprised at what this young man was doing and just stared at your both's hands.

Your face got a little redder as he carefully held your hand and traced his finger along it, sending you small shivers.

"E-Excuse me..." you muttered quietly after clearing your throat, "I wanted to order a (f/d)."

He stopped caressing your hand and stared at you before a smile appeared on his lips.

You noticed he had bandages all over his arms and his neck as well, arousing high curiosity and interest in you as to why he has that.

He caught you examining him, a smirk evident on his handsome features, "I know I look hot, right?" he said with confidence and wiggled with his eyebrows.

You just rolled your eyes playfully before removing your hand from his and looked at him seriously, "My drink please! Mr...?"

"Dazai. It's Dazai," he replied, smiling at you once again after he turned around and started preparing your favoured drink.

Dazai took a cup and put it under the coffee maker and pressed the button for the drink "(f/d)" and you saw how first the coffee poured into the cup, filling it and then a nice layer of cream on top. He took it and placed it in front of you, simultaneously taking out some type of powder and sprinkled it on top the cream layer. The brown haired male then took a small toothpick and drew something into the warm drink and then lastly attached the cap over it.

You saw how he gazed at you and pushed your drink towards you.

The way he made everything, impressed you. He did it do swiftly and effortlessly, his eye brows burrowing together and his tongue stuck out a little as he was concentrated on drawing something into the drink.

You opened the cap and saw a heart design created onto your drink and you couldn't help but smile. As you were desperate, you immediately brought the cup to your lips and took a sip from it.

Oh my god.

It was absolutely heaven.

You could swear that you haven't ever tasted such good coffee in your life. It wasn't too hot to burn your tongue nor too cold to actually stop drinking once you reach the half of it.

"You like it, angel?" Dazai questioned as his bandaged arm supported his head and watched you drink.

You nodded happily and licked your lips.

Dazai only giggled and moved his hand to your face. He had taken a tissue and wiped your spot over your upper lips, which made you turn pink.

"Dazai... I really love this. I have honestly never tasted a coffee like this... it's pure heaven to me. Thank you very much!" you told him, being a little shy but joyous at the same time.

He laughed, "No problem. We hear that a lot." He removed his cap which was probably not fitting right and exposed his wavy brown hair and you almost hitched in your throat. The way his bangs dropped onto his forehead as he removed the cap mesmerised you.

Dazai ran his fingers through his hair, making you bite your lip unnoticed, and then he put the cap back onto his head and turned to you.

You two talked a little more, for about 20 minutes, getting to know each other better.

"Say Dazai." you looked down to your half drunk drink. "Why did you ask me to strangle you?" your eyes wandered back to him, a confused expression on your face.

He came closer to you until he was directly a few inches in front of you. The man looked at you sweetly before exclaiming, "Because I want to die! Without pain, the better!" he wrapped his arms around himself, smiling sickly but in a cute way.

You blinked your eyes a few times.

Is he really okay or is he joking?

"Dazai I swear, shut your damn nonsense speaking mouth and stop flirting with those poor girls, for fucks sake, go to work!" another blonde haired worker at the café shouted at the top of his lungs and shook Dazai harshly and aggressively at his collar, the other brown haired male only took this as a joke and did weird and funny noises.

You watched them and released a small laugh before looking at a clock to your right on the wall.

4.45 pm!

"Holy shit! I need to go!" you exclaimed hurriedly, getting off of the seat and adjusted your trousers.

"Where are you going?" Dazai questioned in a sad and childish tone, warming up your heart in a second.

You went to the counter to get closer to him, "I'm sorry Dazai, but I gotta go home and work on things for my job. I really enjoyed this moment with you, I hope we see each other again some time, oh and-" you took the (f/d), "Thank you again for this delicious drink!"

He smiled and reached his arm over to you as he took your hand again and slowly brought it to his mouth. Dazai planted a small kiss onto your hand, making you all red and warm, a shy grin plastered on your features.

"We see each other again, (L/n)." He winked at you and then let go of your hand.

"Y-Yes, goodbye!" You said nervously, making your way to the exit and took a last glance to him and saw he waved at you.

He's so cute, oh my gosh.

And with that you went out of the café, the suns still remaining bright rays hitting your skin.

The weather was still as great as before and you made your way home with your shopping bags.

You took another sip from your - actually still warm - drink and then took a look at it.

It had unique patterns on it and of course the text "UZUMAKI" on it. But as you turned the cup around in your hands, you saw a phone number written on the cup.

Your brows knitted together as you read the number.

Who the hell was this and who's number is this?

You travelled your (e/c) eyes below the number and saw a note saying:

"Call me or text me, this is Dazai's number ;) ♡"

You laughed with big joy and proceeded walking home. When did he manage do write that? Probably when you weren't looking.

Dazai was really something and you liked that about him. He was very handsome and had fantastic humour at that.

However what you missed a lot were his careful and soft touches.

Even though he had bandages around his hands, you never felt warmer or cared as much as when he held your hand. You missed it.

Smiling like an idiot, you hummed a melody and went home.

• • •

i'm bACK, i mean i was never gone but like i finally updated! sorry for the long gap, i was busy with school mostly which is kicking my ass hard and i wrote like two tests papers and one test this week and i'm anxious af. and when i saw i had 1K reads i just had to update and i missed Dazai. but i was also just watching BTS yt videos non stop and i love Kim Taehyung? not romantically but he's like my absolute baby? any ARMY HERE?? oh well, i hope you liked this "comeback" and we'll see if i'll update soon again, until then!