Chuuya doesn’t tell anyone about the interview. Almost no one knew about it in the first place, so it would take an amount of explanation and argument that he’s just not capable of. Not on this topic, not after what happened.
But he doesn’t even talk about it with Oda or his father who /did/ know about the interview. Kensuke texts him almost immediately after he leaves the building, ever the protective dad. He definitely used his connections in the prison to keep him updated, an idea that makes Chuuya
feel warm and yet hollowed out with shame.
It had taken a lot of work to convince his father to help him. At first he’d refused to even consider it,citing the danger and the stupidity of it. It had taken so many conversations and assurances that Chuuya was doing this for /work/,
I think they should be 19 and 20 and in love and absolute horrible menaces to society at large and kunikida in particular
They are never allowed to go on missions together because they have too much fun solving crimes but somehow they always manage to “coincidentally” run into each other on jobs
thinking about how dazai changed his entire life after his friend died and chuuya's complicated feelings on it considering he lost his closest friends twice (thrice, if he includes dazai) and nothing changed
i dont think chuuya Hates being in the mafia, but he's also had very little control over his own life and he's lost a lot and he must know that mori would sacrifice him or anything he loved if it would benefit the mafia
and it must burn something terrible to watch dazai (apathetic, heartless dazai) lose one person important to him and go to drastic measures to make sure it never happened again, while chuuya wakes up every day and works for the organization that killed kids for his loyalty
The air in the room suddenly feels too thick to breathe. All the exhaustion from earlier has disappeared, replaced by buzzing nerves. Mouth dry, he nods.
Without looking away, Dazai places his
toothbrush back into it’s cup. In two long strides, he’s crowding into Chuuya’s space. One of his hands hooks behind the nape of Chuuya’s neck, grabbing him like he /owns/ him and holding him firmly in place.
“Good,” Dazai says, and his voice is dripping with self-satisfaction.
“You’re the only person I want and I’m the only one allowed to even /think/ about touching you. You’re /mine/.”
Before Chuuya can register what he just said, Dazai is using his grip on him to pull him into a forceful, all-consuming kiss. It was already hot in here, thanks to
Thinking about…. Pacific rim + ada dazai/pm Chuuya au…
ALRIGHT so I’m thinking in this au that the ada is an offshoot branch of the government/military focused on kaiju defense and the mafia is an illegal underground organization that protects yokohama
The ADA and the mafia are in direct opposition because ALL jaeger tech is patented by the United military and all nonauthorized replications are highly illegal.
But it’s the end of the world, and the mafia is rich. They own the black market and sell every piece of every kaiju.
Yosano is bluffing. The corner of her mouth always twitches when she’s bluffing, exposing just the golden tip of her right fang. She covers it up with a glare, eyes narrowed and focused viciously on his face.
Dazai stares back at her over his handful of cards, making sure to
keep the arrogant smile she hates on his face.
Between them, lay their prize:
An entire handful of cigarettes. Prison currency, the only thing between these concrete walls that holds any real value.
Dazai isn’t much of a smoker himself— he does smoke, but he finds it more
more useful in social situations than as an addiction to get stuck with— but Yosano is. She’s chewing on a toothpick now, going for the cool, casual air—
But Dazai knows. She wants to win, just as much as he does. If he wins, he’s going to get a haircut. She’s the only one in