❛𝘪 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘸𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨❜

YOU, a Port Mafia executive, just came from a mission that took place in Tokyo alongside your partners Chuuya Nakahara and Osamu Dazai.

The three of you have known each other for a year now, Dazai and Chuuya on the other hand have known each other a little longer. You joined the Mafia a few months later than the both of them did.

Have you ever thought of working in a Mafia? Haha, no, never.

That thought made you smile to yourself all the time, but you really liked working for the Mafia because your best friends Dazai and Chuuya were in it, and they would protect you and be on your side forever.

Aside of them, you also wanted to protect the Mafia itself and oblige Mori's orders, who took you in the organisation so kindly and he's like a father figure to you, but you're still very insecure around him.

"Chuuya~, haven't you taken my advice to heart? You're still such a smol shrimp, you're like 5 feet tall!" a melodic laugh escaped the bandaged boy's lips as he had his hands behind his back and walked playfully around the said ginger, "Even (Y/n) is taller than you!"

You looked over him, a small smile on your face, finding the both of them always amusing and entertaining.

"Oh shut the fuck up, jackass! I'll grow I know it!" Chuuya answered shouting, definitely annoyed and crossed his arms in front of his chest.

Laughing, you put your hand onto your mouth to muffle it, walking ahead of them, knowing they'll bicker around teasing the shit out each other.

"Shortie!"

"Mackerel!"

"Stupid fancy hat boy!"

"Aghhh, shitty suicidal punk!"

You rolled your eyes at how childish they can be, even though they're feared and skilled Mafia executives called Soukoku or Double Black.

"Calm down you two, it's late, people might hear you," you warned them, a smile still plastered on your features, taking a turn to your left to get to Mafia headquarters.

The both boys let out a huff and parted away from each other, one walking each side of you.

There were many stars visible on the dark blue blanket of the sky, making the night more pleasant and bearable.

You stared at it, a stream of thoughts flowing into your messed up mind.

Someone had bumped into you from behind, and you noticed you got slower as you watched the sky, admiring it.

"O-Oh I'm so sorry!" you apologised panicking, your chest getting all excited and nervous.

A deep chuckle could be heard from behind you as a hand placed itself onto your left shoulder.

"Don't worry, (N/n), the sky's really pretty so I don't blame you to stare at it so fascinated," Dazai spoke up, reassuring you and smiled at you when he stood next to you.

Staring at him for a few seconds you smiled back in return and tugged a hair strand behind your ear and looked away again, continuing to walk ahead.

He made you so nervous sometimes.

Well, he is a good looking guy, who makes you laugh the whole time, cares about you, fights against enemies with you.

You wanted to know him more.

But you always got too shy around him, face reddening sometimes, your palms getting sweaty.

A sigh left your lips as you approached the Port Mafia headquarters.

All three of you walked along the halls, your footsteps echoing around the walls. You took the elevator up to the 46th floor, none of you exchanging any words, appreciating each other's company... well you didn't know about the two idiots.

When you arrived, all three of you went along the long hallway and Chuuya had reached his room earlier and you exchanged good nights before you and Dazai made your way to your own rooms.

"Ah, there's my room." the dark haired boy stood in his tracks, hands tugged away in his pockets the whole time. "I'll be going now." he unlocked his door, gripping the handle.

You stared at him a little longingly and played with the hem of your (f/c) shirt.

He had a small smirk on his bandaged features and came closer to you, making you a little nervous.

He took your hand as your eyes followed every movement of his and gazed right back your (e/c) eyes, and you felt your cheeks get a little heated, but not too much.

Slowly, he leaned in and his lips touched your hand softly, which made your whole body tense up.

"Good night~" he whispered kindheartedly and gave you a sweet smile before heading inside his room, leaving you all dumbfounded.

As you came back to reality, you quietly sprinted to your own room and closed the door shut behind you, sliding down to the ground and stared at the wall for good 3 minutes.

"That boy makes me feel some serious things."

Two years later

A lot of things happened in those two years.

You took various jobs, from assassinating people to infiltrate other countries and wipe out their organisations, and... boring paper work which titled you as an executive of the Port Mafia.

Things got a little more interesting and special between you and Dazai.

Well you thought it was one sided since the suicidal maniac wouldn't show much affection or reaction typical for liking someone which saddened you but also didn't faze you much, because he's the colder type.

But his relationship with Chuuya didn't change one bit. You considered it to actually have gone worse by every year and you got slightly annoyed sometimes but still appreciated their presence.

You and Chuuya would drink some heavy wine and get drunk together at the bar and sing songs very loud, and just laugh about every stupid thing that caught your eyes. Chuuya was a little closer to you now. He was like a best friend you could share everything with.

Dazai had spent his time with Ango Sakaguchi and Sakunosuke Oda a lot at a bar called Lupin and drank his favourite drink sake and whiskey and told you that they had some funny but also deep conversations together which made you quite content.

You noticed he was especially very attached to Odasaku.

Their relationship was different. You felt it. It had a more deep connection than you and Chuuya and Dazai had. Odasaku understood Dazai and he appreciated it. He was probably the only one who really did understood him.

Today also marked the day, that you didn't want to happen ever in your lifespan.

You came to your floor 46 and to your room to see Chuuya stepping out of his own and stared at the ground blankly and a hint of anger.

That confused you a lot and you asked him what happened and he said the words you feared a lot, "He's gone. He left us (Y/n). He fucking ditched the Port Mafia!-" the ginger cut himself off by biting his lower lip and a small but not so visible tear appearing on his cheek.

Shock, disbelief, loneliness, emptiness, betrayal and sadness was written all over your face as you gazed at your partner incredulously and tried to progress the information Chuuya just told you.

W-Why... did you leave me?

Four years later

It's been a while now.

You were walking along the streets of Yokohama, a sigh escaping your lips. You had a day off of the Mafia and just wanted a small walk outside around the city and enjoy the time somehow.

The small red-head had an important job today so he couldn't join you which really saddened you.

But you just accepted it and went on with your day.

'I hate myself but I can't tell you that. You'd tell me not to, but you don't understand' you read a small quoatation of a rather sad and angsty movie that was gonna come out soon in the cinemas and you.. just couldn't help but think about him.

He had made you very happy when he was by your side at the old Mafia days where you'd just sit on the very top of the Port Mafia building and watch the stars and talk to each other - something he'd do only with you.

It hurt you a lot that he left, later you found out he left because of Odasaku's last words before his own breath was taken away from him and just never came back like he was never part of all of this.

Thoughts about him made you grip your arms tighter as you walked along the river that flowed across Yokohama and the sun shone mildly, the reflection upon the glass clear river.

Your gaze wandered to your front and from afar you saw a tall figure staring at the river very seriously which caused you to squint your eyes, as that person caught your interest.

The figure looked around before making themselves ready to.. jump into the river?!

Yes, you were a Mafia member but that person was awfully familiar to you so you couldn't just let them die right there-

hold on.

A suicide attempt?

There was only one person of the whole universe you know that would jump and try all kinds of suicide attempts to kill themselves.

And that man was Osamu Dazai.

You sprinted your way over to him and prevent him from making even the smallest move.

To be honest, you have never seen him make an attempt to kill himself ever in your life. Strange right? That's because he wished to do that stuff alone where no one would find him or expect him to be and he didn't want to disturb anyone.

But this was indeed very scary for you to experience, he's still quite young and you won't let his wish come true so early.

So you reached the tall male and wrapped your arms around his waist from behind and hugged his body and his very presence you haven't seen in years with all your might.

"D-Don't you dare leave me again completely," you choked out and heaved a shaky breath.

Dazai froze as those words came out your delicate lips with a melodic tone that was all too familar with him and his mouth gaped open.

You noticed in what position you were and you quickly retreated your pose and stepped a few inches back as the other turned around to have a proper look at you.

As your eyes met, so many emotions hit your both's faces and your eyes communicated with another exchanging a few shouts of anger and a feeling of pain to each other.

"Hey.." Dazai's deep and melodic voice you fell for reached your ears.

You also had a more better look at him.

He changed so much.

He no longer had that black attire and his bandages on his face were gone and his face... had more life in them. He looked even more stunning than before which gave you the small shivers.

"Hey..." you greeted back, a small smile visible on your features.

He checked you out a little before saying, "Long time no see,"

You nodded in agreement and shifted on your legs and bit your lip in nervosity.

"Want to grab a coffee? I'll answer and tell you everything that's on your mind," he offered with an enthusiastic tone putting his hands in his pockets of the beige coat he was wearing.

You smiled again before answering, "I would love to."

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this was requested by lovely -Pinkette!

i really enjoyed writing this one, it was a nice idea haha.

and y'all these days i'm so obsessed with 15 year old Dazai like... omg I WANT HIM SO BAD LIKE HE'S LITERALLY ONE YEAR OLDER THAN ME-

anyways

i hope you liked this one, see you in the next one shot! <3