:: morning routine with chuuya nakahara and executive!reader who spend time together from time to time.
pairing(s) : chuuya nakahara x female!user
cw : executive!reader, pm!reader, chuuya x fem!reader, timestamps, might be ooc(?), established relationship, soft intimacy, skin-to-skin contact mentioned, no suggestive just fluff and giggles, humor, fluff . (Idkhowtotagforthelifeofme)
a/n : I've been trying to get this done for a while now whew... I can finally start on my requests after this heh.. (requests open btw wink wink, send me requests cause I'm running out of ideas TT)
this one's for you baby @dearchuya
ā 4:15 A.M.
[y/n] was currently peacefully wrapped up in blankets, hair sprawled across the silky pillows that framed her head like a halo. an absolute angel, some might say at first glance. in reality, it was quite the opposite actually.
soft, almost indistinguishable snores came from the man that laid beside her, passed out in complete exhaustion.
the poor short-tempered man had been busy all week with work piling up higher and higher by the day. they both had been. going on missions, doing the occasional paperwork all the mafia executives inevitably had to do at some point, leading men into dangerous battlefields and making sure Yokohama was protected from the shadows.
being able to lay their heads down and rest their eyes for even the shortest of moments was already considered a luxury during times like this.
unfortunately for them, their peace never seemed to usually last very long.
because duty always calls during the most inconvenient moments. very annoyingly. very persistently.
and duty sometimesāalwaysācame in the form of a very painfully loud alarm clock that rang at the exact same time every single morning without fail, signaling the start of yet another very exhausting day.
'RIIIIIIIIIIIINGGGGGGGG.'
ā...shitā, the man cursed, burying his face into the crook of your neck even more in a futile attempt to block out the sound of the clock that screamed a high pitched, almost apocalyptic sound on the bedside table.
you shifted around in his hold as you began to stir awake, your brows knitting at the increasingly unbearable ringing sound that was piercing straight through your eardrums. a very restless, very unforgiving wake-up call.
āchuuya, turn that thing off.ā you mumbled groggily, finally cracking one of your eyes open to glare at the ringing clock on the night stand.
If looks could kill, the poor alarm clock would've probably been disintegrated on the spot by now with how intensely you were staring at it, telepathically trying to get it to stop.
ā...RIIIIIIINGGGGGGā
āit'll shut up soon, go back to sleep [y/n]ā
āchuuya.ā
āRIIIIIIIIIIIINGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG'
āCHUUYA.ā
the ringing finally stoppedāwith the cost of another alarm clock lost, crushed flat under the cruel weight of gravity. chuuya slowly attempted to rise up, cursing and grumbling some incomprehensible nonsense under his breath as he let his arms reluctantly slide out of their comfortable place wrapped around your body.
he sat up in bed, eyes still closed as he rubbed a tired hand down his face, letting out a long, dreadful sigh into his palm without even opening his eyes. the blanket that had been covering the both of you shimmied down his body, pooling around his bare waist. quite the sight really.
after a while of mentally trying to convince yourself 'today's going to be better', you followed suit, sitting up as you stretched your arms over your head. you slung your arms around his shoulders lazily from behind, shifting onto your knees as your body pressed against his back that slightly flexed at the skin-to-skin contact.
āit's time to wake up, mr executiveā, you hummed beside his ear, blowing softly against the shell of his ear as you rest your chin on his shoulder. you watched the muscle in his neck twitch at the action, silently snickering to yourself.
āI can hear the calls already..ā, chuuya groaned, leaning back into your embrace just the slightest bit.
you raised your chin off of his shoulder, turning your face towards him as you began to place multiple lingering kisses from the side of his neck up to his jaw, making him relax further into your arms with a soft, almost content sigh.
ātrust me, I do tooā
ā 5:20 A.M.
āthat's not very healthyā, you hummed over your shoulder towards chuuya as you moved around the kitchen to prepare your simple breakfast consisting of toast and half-cooked eggs.
chuuya, on the other hand, had gotten his hands on a bottle of red wine and was currently lazily swirling said liquid around in his glass. he sat atop one of the stools besides the kitchen island, watching your back in curiosity as you moved from one end of the kitchen to the other.
āwell, never said it wasā, he replied, taking another sip from his glass.
āchuuya, please remember your alcohol toleranceā, you sighed, pausing briefly. ā...for everyone else's sakeā
āoi! I know my limits, y'know!?ā
you simply rolled your eyes at his reply. Indeed, he always sounded so sure of himself. whether that confidence was actually justified was a whole other story entirely.
ā 6:07 A.M.
āyou sure you can even drive?ā, you snickered, getting into the passenger's seat as chuuya held the door open for you like the gentlemen he is.
āI can assure you, I'm still soberā, he grumbled a bit, not really appreciating the blatant teasing he was receiving, especially from you. you only hummed in response to his answer, not fully convinced that he wasn't the slightest bit tipsy.
ā 6:48 A.M.
the drive to headquarters was surprisingly... silent. a comfortable type of silence, that is.
the city had only just begun to wake up, the early morning sunlight spilling lazily over Yokohama's buildings as chuuya drove through the nearly empty streets. one of his hands rested loosely on the steering wheel, while the other one held a cup of coffee they had gotten from the coffee shop that opened particularly early every day.
āis it really wise for you to drink coffee after drinking wine?ā, you casually asked, masking the teasing tone with a light hum as you stared out the window, watching the scenery pass by before lazily turning your attention towards him.
ādon't get smart on meā, he sighed, eyes focused on the road as he loosely spun the steering wheel with his palm.
The Port Mafia headquarters eventually came into view after a while, standing tall against the morning sky. another day in the mafiaāanother few dozen stacks of paperwork to get to, another mission waiting somewhere down the line.
none of you looked particularly excited for the most part, to say the least.
as chuuya pulled into the underground garage and parked his car, he reached over without a word and grabbed the other cup of coffee sitting untouched in the cup holder beside you, handing it over with a nudge.
āquit falling asleep during the executives meeting, else ane-san's gonna scold ya againā
you took it with a grin. āI thought this was for you to stay awake later. It was for me?ā
āoh, don't startā
you chuckled at his exasperation, taking immense pride in being able to get under the skin of the Port Mafia's most short-tempered executive without losing a teeth or two.
āno promises thoughā, you hummed a reply to his earlier reminder, opening the car door as you got ready to step out.
āyeahā, he sighed, grabbing his coat from the back seat.
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he loves when you practice late at night. when the house, or the agency is quiet, everything's dim, and itās just you sitting somewhere with your guitar, softly playing to yourself he just leans in the doorway or sits nearby, completely silent for once. if you glance up at him, he just smiles a little, like ādonāt stop, iām listeningā
we all know he's one observant man. dazai can tell your mood by how you play. you donāt even have to say anything. it's your tempo, how hard you press the strings, whether you hesitate between chordsāhe reads it all. āyouāre frustrated,ā heāll mumble, not even looking at you, and heās always right. itās a little unsettling at first. now itās justā¦ comforting
he absolutely messes with you while youāre tuning your guitar. flicks the strings randomly, leans too close, rests his chin on your shoulder while youāre trying to focus
ā'samu.ā
āhm?ā
āiām tuning.ā
he kisses your earlobe. āiām helping.ā
his ass is not helping.
but the second you actually get annoyed, he backs off immediatelyābut it feels way too quiet (and he pouts way too much), that you sigh and just pull him close again without a word.
besides all the hidden admiration for your talent that he has in his heart, dazai has definitely asked you to try and kiss him while you play. multiple times. it does not work, because he keeps running his hands all over your body just to make you falterāhe loves how the notes stutter every time his tongue brushes yours, or when his hands graze a particularly sensitive spotāhow you try to stay composed while you're clearly losing your control while he feels you up like it's his god given right. which in a way it is.
sometimes youāll play something soft, absentminded, and heāll justā¦ lie down next to you. head near your thigh, staring up at you, taking in how your face is when you're focused. one hand will loosely hold onto your waistband, not asking for attention, just staying close while you play. it grounds him more than heāll ever admit
he asks you to teach him sometimes. not because heās serious about learning (heās not), plus he can learn it in two minutes if he wanted toābut because it means your hands are guiding his. he will risk deliberately messing up just enough.
ālike this?ā
āno, your fingersāhereā and he watches your face more than the guitar, completely shameless about it.
he loves when your fingers are sore from playing. not because he likes seeing your hands hurtāit's just an excuse so he can kiss them. āyou overdid it again bella.ā his tone is soft as he takes your hands in his, bringing his lips to your fingertips pressing tiny kisses to each one while his eyes flutter up to yours, just a hint of a smile curling on his lips.
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In the dead apple movie, Chuuya and Dazai could have collapsed side-by-side like exhausted battlefield comrades, Chuuya could have just face-planted into the dirt next to him, He could have fallen across Dazai's chest or shoulder, instead where the hell did he fall down? CHUUYA FELL DOWN INBETWEEN DAZAI'S THIGHS. Like, that was not out of nowhere, the animators chose to draw it like that. And there still will be people who say, "they are platonic best friends/brothers"
Dazai also tries to push him back into this intimate position. Resting a comforting hand on Chuuya's hair.
He has a soft expression this whole scene the atmosphere turns into a soft, calm lighting(like a romance scene).
This is how they look from an angle.
So... They are definitely platonic besties/brothers. Nothing gay here.
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skk where whenever chuuya tried to kiss dazai softly dazai would get all flustered and embarrassed about it and furiously bite chuuya's lip till it bled to get him angry because he didn't know how to deal with a gentle loving chuuya
thus, such kisses were hardly seen until dazai's agency days when he was a little better at handling it
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