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You were a regular at Cafe Uzumaki, you liked to sit in the same booth by your lonesome and do some work for university. Due to the location of what should be a quiet cafe, you invested in noise canceling headphones.
Dazai did not know this.
So when you were writing an essay on your computer while nursing some coffee, you were none the wiser to Dazai’s advances (although a more apt word would be “lethal proposals”). He was going through the theatrics, saying things like “This gorgeous person is ignoring me! I could die from the embarrassment alone *swoon*” white the rest of the ADA was confused on how he said “*swoon*” out loud.
Dazai eventually noticed your headphones, and he decided to test you. What would happen if there was an emergency? You could die in the fire or miss the alarm, it would be such a shame for someone as pretty as you to die, he wouldn’t want to loose you…
So while he danced and shouted and pushed you completely ignored him. Much to his chargin, you actually knew he was there from the very beginning, you chose to ignore him until you had reached a good stopping point on your paper. Your patience was thinning, so eventually you took off your headphones. “Excuse me sir, can you please stop? I’m working on an essay and it’s hard to work with you trying to get my attention. I can talk to you after I’m finished if you would like.”
HIS EYES
LIT
UP
So he ignored Kunikida (and the agency members sent by him) for the rest of the day, waiting for you to finish your work and talking to you until you left. You were slightly charmed, and he was invested.
Now each time you enter the cafe, Dazai is sitting in one of the booths, with two different coffees. Eventually, Dazai started *actually doing his work* while sitting with you. While working with confidential data out in the open would normally be unheard of, Kunikida still shook your hand wholeheartedly for “getting that bastard to work”. Essentially, you had unintentionally started having study dates with Dazai.
During these study dates you started to get an opinion of him. Dazai is eccentric, charming, seemingly unfocused, suicide-obsessed, annoying as hell, and so incredibly hot. He has everyone wrapped around his finger, he always knows what to say to make you flustered or unfocused.
But he can’t be dangerous, right?
You were a regular at Cafe Uzumaki, you liked to sit in the same booth with Dazai and attempt to do some work for university. Due to the location of what should be a quiet cafe, you started to be aware of your surroundings.
You had known what the agency does to a limited extent. Who wouldn’t figure out the Armed Detective Agency is full of ability users when a child starts throwing trained fighters off the roof like they’re as light as pillows, or when the members of the cafe are told that there will be a *fake* bombing upstairs. You had even learned to brush aside some of Dazai’s flirting when you weren’t the target. “Belladonna, are you jealous? I’m just doing work for the agency, but my offers for Double Suicide are always open for you~”
The cafe was on the path to a battle ground, there were times when wanted men entered the cafe. Dazai had an odd talent of suggesting trips outside the city when things were particularly dangerous. Certian members of the agency started using your absence as an extra confirmation that things were going to be dangerous soon. It was almost as if Dazai cared for you and wanted to protect you.
It was almost as if he loved you; It was almost as if you loved him.
Conversions became louder, work became abandoned. Kunikida scolded himself for having any hope of Dazai being productive, he had rubbed off on you. Sure, you weren’t as mischievous as Dazai, but your conversations were so much more interesting then your essays. You learned of his dislike for dogs and his passion for depression. You commonly talked about philosophy and literature, but there were still moments where you were fucking around. You confided in him, and in turn he ever so slightly opened up to you.
You were close, and while you let yourself be fall into his attraction, he started to ramp up the teasing. It was clearly defensive, he had brought you to his friends grave, he had slowed down his suicide attempts that didn’t involve you, you were welcome upstairs in the actual ADA.
Once, after a particularly interesting case, when no one was watching, he pulled you into a tight hug.
“I don’t want to loose you”
And your lips moved onto his.
You were a regular at Cafe Uzumaki, you liked to sit in the same booth with Dazai and have your dates. Due to the location of what should be a quiet cafe, you never stayed there for long.
The label of “partners” was invigorating. With things finally being official you became more,,, handsy.
Loving, greedy, possessive, euphoric.
Somehow he knew every desire, every fantasy you’ve ever had. He can read your eyes and turn the words into perfect touches.
He liked to tie you up, to make you cry, to make you choke, to make your heart swell.
The warmness and kindness afterwards was somehow more possessive then the act itself. He wouldn’t let you go for hours.
He muttered the phrase again while in your tight embrace.
“I don’t want to loose you too, I loose everything worth having as soon as I have it.”
The warmness became cold he lost his facade. He was cold and distant, serious.
You were a regular at Cafe Uzumaki, you liked to sit in the same booth by your lonesome and wait for your lover. Due to the location of what should be a quiet cafe, you never got any news.
The last day anyone saw him, he paid off his debts at the cafe. The rest of his money was given to you. The warmth was gone, the agency hadn’t heard anything. You would almost think he left you completely, but chuuyas car was still in one piece, and you get a suspicious amount of packages on your door step with no return address. Chocolates, flowers, on important dates.