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Mental Notes of Like Two

Recently, you noted an attraction you were beginning to feel towards Like Two. You didn’t want to potentially ruin your friendship by some confession, so you’ll simply stick with admiring him slightly and cherish your time with him.

However, you don’t have to just sit on the sidelines. Why not take notice of all the little things about him and try to show that you care through thoughtful gestures?

Thing is, you’ll need to keep track of everything without writing them down. It’d be quite unsettling if you found out someone was taking notes on you like you’re some test subject to study. Or it could be flattering if done right. It’s probably better not to risk the former view, so you’ll simply record your observations in your mind.

All that’s left is to spend time with Like Two normally and go about your life. This isn’t anything big.

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Like Two Notes (1): Likes latte and other pretty beverages

Whenever the two of you go somewhere to order some food or drinks, Like Two always orders menu items that look nice. The time you asked him why he does so, he simply replied, “If I’m going to consume something, I’d rather it not look unappetizing.” 

Understandable. Why eat something if it looks absolutely vile? So, you tucked the fact that he likes pretty foods and drinks away in the back of your mind.

And that information came to be useful, as one day, you were walking to your classes without Like Two by your side. He needed to go early and the cafe you two frequent wasn’t open at that time, so you tasked yourself with getting his usual. You knew that he didn’t care if he had his morning drink or not, but perhaps he’d appreciate the thought.

Luckily, you share your first period with Like Two, so the latte wouldn’t go bad before it got to him.

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Like Two Notes (2): Loves exercise

Every day, Like Two tells you about what he did. Sometimes, this list is long and takes a few minutes to go down, also depending on how much detail he’ll put into the recounting. Other times, he only had a thing or two that were worth noting.

But one thing Like Two will always mention is what he did for his workout that day. Sometimes you join him, but it really depends on your mood.

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Like Two Notes (3): Claims to hate anything feminine, but actually loves them

So many times. So many times you’ve heard him snap at others that he isn’t into skincare or beauty topics. And he could be convincing if you didn’t know him as well as you do. Most times, he’s seen chilling, going to a shooting range, working out, all that jazz. Luckily for you, you’ve known him for a long time, so you know about his past and interests.

And because of those things, he decided to take a couple courses to lead him in that direction. Dermatology, cosmetology, and chemistry, why not? Like Two doesn’t tell many people of the careers he’s considering, but it’s honestly not hard to guess them.

“What would you do if you don’t get the job you want?” You once asked him, both of you sitting on a bench in a local park. You were eating a small snack and looking around the scenery before the inquiry. Beside you, Like Two was absentmindedly scrolling around social media on his phone, a lollipop hanging from between his lips.

Upon hearing the question, he lifted his head and glanced into your eyes for a second before averting his gaze. He shrugged his shoulders and slid down the bench into a more comfortable position. “Probably continue modeling until I can’t. And if that doesn’t work either, I’ll join the military.”

You hummed in response. Crossing a leg over the other, you leaned forward and rested your elbow on your elevated knee. “You got a lot of choices for your future. I’ll even throw in a suggestion of acting or being a popstar,” your lips curled into a smile.

He exhaled a small laugh, shaking his head slightly. “I’ll stick with what I have now, thank you.”

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Like Two Notes (4): Has a soft spot for (Name)

You are a popular singer, whereas Dazai is a very well known actor.

While you both have different occupations, your band is familiar/acquainted with him. Your group is sometimes seen with him.

Despite this, though, you were never really fond of him. Sure, he may look pretty good, but you just didn’t hit it off with him.

It seemed one sided, since every time you and he were together, he was always flirting with you, complimenting you, and the like. He showed interest in you.

You’re not entirely sure why you don’t like him. It’s probably because he was known to flirt with pretty much every woman he comes across. Maybe it’s cause he somehow always knew what you were thinking/feeling, so it creeped you out. Perhaps he could very well be lying to you. He is an actor, after all.

Either way, you didn’t want to be associated with him, but you also didn't want to force your band to stay away from him.

The media loved seeing collaborations.

Every time you and Dazai were with each other, whether it be in interviews, little films, maybe even after your concerts that he attended, you tried your best not to pay mind to him, looking away from him while he tried to gain your attention.

His social media accounts have a lot of content about you. He could be begging for you on the equivalent of Twitter, uploading pictures/edits of you on whatever version of Instagram there is, anything.

At some point, you just posted about a popular rockstar, Chuuya, just to annoy Dazai. You knew the two of them had beef with each other for some reason, so you spent time with his rival for a couple days.

Dazai wasn’t happy. Why were you with him?! Chuuya’s even more annoying, always yapping about something unimportant.

You couldn’t pretend to be with Chuuya or anything cause he was already in a committed, loving relationship. You have respect, of course. Though you could show an interest. Playfully simp for the rockstar while also acknowledging the fact that you won’t get any further because you know not to get involved with people who have partners.

Chuuya didn't mind, as long as you never tried to separate him and his spouse and that you genuinely didn't have feelings for him.

He's also a friend of your band, often collaborating with your group to produce the best content.

The whole thing with him was only for a short time, you just wanted to see Dazai’s reaction, and it was worth it.

He wouldn’t talk to you for a while. Whenever he saw you, he’d just turn away. You were glad, but that only lasted for a short time. After some time, Dazai returned to normal.

Fans of the two of you would commonly ship you together, even if there seemed to be no way you would ever think of Dazai romantically. That’s just how fans are in general for any piece of media.

Whenever you’re being interviewed, there’s always a question about your view of Dazai. Your answer remains the same.

In the beginning, you just never liked Dazai. Until at some point, you realized that you were gradually gaining interest in him.

When you came to know about this, you were in your room, just thinking about whatever came to mind while trying to come up with any ideas for songs. After a little panic, you sighed and decided to just leave the feelings alone.

If you were genuinely into Dazai, you wouldn’t make a move. While his flirtations have been consistent, you felt like he was only teasing. You’d wait for the moment where he will actually show that he wants to be in a committed relationship. If he did.

Due to your lives, it’ll be hard to form a romantic relation with each other, especially one so serious.

Thank goodness you’re pretty good at hiding your emotions. Sure, Dazai may know of your feelings sooner or later, but no one will take his word seriously if he commented on it.

When you knew it was the perfect moment to confess, you and Dazai were alone and waiting to do an interview that included the both of you. You were browsing around social media on your device, and Dazai was simply laying on the couch across from you.

At some point, a comment slipped from his lips. One that communicated just how much he admired you. When your eyes darted to his own, you saw that he was looking at you with a gentle look. Eyes certainly are windows to the soul echoed through your mind.

You two discussed about your genuine feelings, and all that was related. As much as you hated talks like these, they were necessary for knowing how to proceed with your lives.

The discussion was cut short since it was time to start, but the important topics were already covered.

You and Dazai could enter a relationship and not reveal it to the public. Maybe your bandmates and closest friends would be informed of it, but not at the moment unless they found out for themselves.

In the meantime, you’d continue to “dislike” Dazai when in public. Social media posts won’t change.

It was easy to keep this up. Sure, a few times you came close to revealing what was really going on behind the scenes, but you managed to remain cool and collected, no suspicion at all.

Arguments between the two of you online were common. Dazai would post something, and you’d negatively comment about it. 

In the privacy of your homes, however, both of you were just enjoying your time.

When you’re cuddled up to Dazai and he’s asleep for once, you think that it’s quite fun to live like this. The media only knows you two as incompatible acquaintances, only relying on fanfiction/fanart to see the two of you together. Meanwhile, you’re over here, pressing loving kisses to the face of the man who you “despised.”

After your concerts, you two sneak off to some secluded place without anyone else noticing, thanks to Dazai who knows the perfect time to make your escape.

Usually, you end up in either your band's vehicle or Dazai's. Other places include: bathrooms, alleyways, roofs, hotel rooms, even a closed diner parking lot. (It was only one time, and you two were quiet. Nobody else was there anyways. After that time, though, you and Dazai agreed to never go to a parking lot again. Just leave it as a one time thing.)

After the concert was over and everyone was getting ready to leave, Dazai had dragged you out to the car you used as transportation. The rest of your band were packing their stuff, which would take at least an hour. They already knew of your relationship and that you two always snuck off to make out or something, so they left you to your devices.

Thankfully, no one else was out around the area, so you quickly unlocked the door to backseat. When it swung open, Dazai shoved you inside and closed the door right behind him. You let out a small sound of surprise at the push, but soon got comfortable, turning over and laying on your back. Dazai removed some of the outer layers of his outfit, along with a couple accessories.

Once all was settled, his lips came into contact with your own, simply kissing each other softly. The slow kisses gradually shifted to sloppily making out, tongues coming into play. There wasn’t enough time to go all the way, even for a quickie, so you and Dazai were only going to exchange kisses for now. When everyone settles into the hotel nearby, that’s when the fun will really begin.

At the moment, this is good enough. Your arms soon wrapped around his neck, and his did the same around your waist. You’d occasionally tug at his hair, and his hands slipped underneath your top. Dazai’s hips sometimes rolled into yours, drawing quiet sounds of pleasure out of the two of you.

As much as you wanted to go further, you knew that your friends would be coming soon, so you eventually stopped, pulling away from Dazai as he leaned back on the door behind him. Both of you were panting, but you sat up and took out a small mirror to look over yourself, turning on the lights in the car above you.

You both fixed yourselves before sharing one last kiss with one another. Dazai exited the vehicle after saying goodbye, taking his belongings into his arms and leaving while you waited for your friends to arrive.

In general, you enjoy the way things are now. There’s no big news about a newly formed relationship between a singer and an actor, one of whom supposedly hated the other. Not an excessive amount of people trying to dig up some more information by following you around when you’re in public. Everything’s simply normal.

Just with some more fun now that you have Dazai as your romantic partner.

And you’re planning to give him a better title, a small box waiting in your pocket for the perfect time. Just like when you were waiting to confess to him.

You and Dazai have a young daughter and are happily married to each other.

Seeing as today is her birthday, you and (Daughter Name) wanted to celebrate it, so the you both went out to buy a cake of Dazai’s preferred flavor.

She wanted to draw her mother a picture, which consisted of the three of you all together drawn as stick figures. It’s the thought that counts. You had your own gift, but left it for when the child was deep asleep.

When Dazai came home to see her family waiting for her at the dinner table, her smile already plastered on her face grew.

“Happy birthday!” You and your daughter say in unison.

Dazai walked to the two of you, kissing the girl in front of you on the head and pecking your lips before she looked at the small cake. It wasn’t too much that it’ll last a few days, but it could be served to all three of you evenly. “Well, well, doesn’t this look tasty,” she commented.

“I picked it out! And I drew you a picture, ma!” The little girl held out a piece of paper with a wide grin adorning her features. After Dazai took the paper and observed the contents, (Daughter Name) hugged her and waited for a response. “It’s lovely, I’ll keep it in my wallet.”

Dazai folded the drawing, pocketing it. You nudged the plate holding the cake closer to her, the pastry holding a single, lit candle. “You should probably blow this out before the wax gets on the frosting,” you suggested.

She nodded, placing a hand on (Daughter Name)’s head and leaning down to blow out the candle after making a small wish. Dazai cut three slices and you three started eating. She moved closer to your ear and whispered, “I look forward to what you have in store for me. Just know that I expect you to do whatever I say, you can take care of me another time.” She smirked as she straightened up and continued eating while you paused before lightly shaking your head.

After everyone finished, you all spent the evening together until it was your daughter’s bedtime.

You and Dazai tucked her in, taking turns in kissing her head before exiting to your shared bedroom.

There, you waited for a bit to ensure (Daughter Name) was fully asleep. At least she was a heavy sleeper, so you were able to have some nights to yourselves.

You’re always prepared, though, to get everything decent and cleaned should she ever awaken in the middle of the night. 

For now, you’ll give her the gift you had planned.

Initially, Dazai’s birthdays before she met you were always lonely and pointless, just another reminder that she’s closer to an older age and on the planet for another year.

Once you came along and celebrated them with her, she felt as though these days were actually nice and something to note as one more year with you. And hopefully more.

After a long time of trying to get a few days off, Chuuya happily came to you one day to tell you that he can have five days off. The two of you had been wanting to go to Mexico to have a relaxing time and enjoy some of the parks at the resort you were staying in. After the tiring process of booking the flights, rooms, getting there, etc, both of you arrived at the resort and were able to relax once your room was ready.

Although the climate was very hot and humid, the water would help to cool you off. In the evening, you two went to a buffet restaurant that was located in some caves, having a nice date. They had some wine, and you had to ensure Chuuya wouldn't cause too much trouble after he had a glass or two.

The next day, you were going to one of the water parks, so you got everything ready and entered the bus. It was nice to see the different environment. It was certainly different than Yokohama. There were random foot pedals on the back of the seat in front of you, which Chuuya noticed.

While you could comfortably lower them and rest your feet on the pedals, Chuuya had to adjust his position just for the tips of his toes to reach the plastic. He was mumbling curses beneath his breath as you tried to contain your chuckles. In the end, he just lifted them back up and let his feet hang a centimeter from the ground.

There were a few activities in the park, but they were very fun and fulfilling. One of the first ones you went to was a walk through some caves and water. As the guide was instructing you about the safety and what to expect, he held a hand around the height of his shoulder and said, “The highest the water will go will be around shoulder height. It’s not too deep, nor is there an excessive amount of deep areas.”

Chuuya’s brows were furrowed and his eyes widened a little. The instructor was fairly tall, probably a few inches before reaching six feet. The only short people were teens, and even they were around his height, maybe taller.

He turned to you and muttered, “I don’t think his shoulder height is the same as my own…” You chuckled and reassured him he’d be okay and that you'd make sure he didn't drown.

Throughout the walk, the lowest the water was for him was around his waist. He was in front of you, a little fast, but you were able to keep up with him. You carefully stepped to keep your footing. Some of the rocks had hit your shin, and it wasn’t delightful. You might have some bruises and some scrapes.

“C’mon, you’re so slow, (Name).” He turned his head to the side so one eye could look at you. As soon as he said that, he immediately fell under the water. He came up, coughing and leaning against you since you sped to him.

“You alright, Chu?” You laughed. “Bet you’re regretting saying that, huh?”

“Fuck,” he coughed, “you. How was I supposed to know there would be a big ass crack?! Now my hair is soaking, I can’t see shit, and my shins and knees are scraped!” He brushed away his bangs to clear his visibility.

“Might as well swim the whole way to avoid that,” you jokingly suggested.

He grumbled to himself as he got into position and started swimming. You didn’t expect him to do so, but decided to not say anything. 

“It’s too small to do actual swimming, damn it. ‘M just doggy paddling at this point.” Indeed he was.

“I guess you can’t exactly do any of the ‘proper’ techniques. Well, whatever floats your boat,” you shrugged.

At the end, Chuuya was soaked from head to toe, whereas you were only wet from around your shoulders and lower. He squeezed the water from his hair as he walked beside you.

You’re the daughter of a noble and recently moved elsewhere to start a new life alone.

You hoped to get a house, maybe find a job, and just live a peaceful life with a small, loving family.

You settle in and everything seems to be fine. You don’t want to gain a lot of attention, so you use a nickname and only share your real name to those who you trust.

Eventually, you meet Chuuya. The woman who isn’t necessarily a noble or anyone high ranking, but she has a reputation of being a fine and strong woman who isn’t looking for a husband to support her.

You respect her. She knows what she wants and refuses to cheat her way to a luxury lifestyle.

While you do have some money from your parents, you wanted to earn your own pay, so Chuuya was your motivation.

When you two met, you told her that you recently moved and wanted to support yourself. You two quickly became friends, bonding over your shared goals of being independent.

As you spend more time with her, you gain feelings. She’s so beautiful, and any men who want her, they can’t have her. And she’s so strong.

Because you two are very good friends, the best of friends now, really, you often sleep at either of your houses. There, you two can be vulnerable and share any and everything about yourselves.

Chuuya doesn’t like to conform to the standards for women, wanting to be recognized for her accomplishments and herself, rather than status.

You told her of your background, having a feeling that she might not like you due to it, but her respect for you only grew.

You, someone of a high enough status who could get things easier than common folk, we’re stepping away from that life in favor of peace? She really wishes she met you sooner.

Chuuya also has feelings for you, but romantic relationships between two people of the same gender are frowned upon.

The best either of you could do is simply continue your routine together, never really confessing. You two have a feeling that the other reciprocates the affection, but are afraid of possibly ruining things.

The incident that drove Chuuya to confess to you was when you were approached by a man who clearly had bad intent.

You were shoved against a wall and trapped between two wandering arms. You tried pushing them away, but were weakened by your shock. You had to scream, but you only let out quickening breaths, hoping that anyone was passing by.

Before any damage could be done to you or your apparel, the man’s face was punched by a gloved fist. You crouched down and hugged yourself, looking up to see Chuuya glaring at the attacker.

Luckily, her strong hit and threatening person was enough to convince him to flee. When he was gone, she turned to you? Her expression softening.

She crouched in front of you, gently taking one of your hands and asking, “You alright?”

You were still trying to calm yourself, but you managed to nod. “Yes, thank you.”

She stared at you for a few seconds before standing, pulling you up with her. She dusted off your dress and pulled you into a hug. You returned the embrace, burying your face in her shoulder.

Your breathing finally slowed enough and you mutter, “I don’t know what I would’ve done if you hadn’t shown up… How can I repay you?” You leaned back to look at her.

One of Chuuya’s hands cupped your cheek and she responded, “I guess you can give me a kiss?” Her smile was lopsided as she internally yelled at herself for asking for that. She was going to take back her words, but you pressed a quick kiss to her lips.

She blinked at you, processing your action. You let out a soft chuckle at her expression.

“I’m assuming you return my feelings? Is it safe to do so?” You tilted your head, a small smile on your face.

Chuuya’s smile grew as she kissed you again. “Of course I do! I’m so glad you like me back!”

The two of you exchanged a few more kisses before deciding to go home to continue.

To the rest of the people, they only see the both of you as really good friends, always joined at the hip, as though you were destined to be by each other’s side. In private, though, you two always shared your love with each other.

Whenever either of you are approached by a man who’s hoping to marry, you simply turn them down. No need to give more information. If they’re really persistent, you’ll just say that you’re already with someone.

You both are married to each other with the help of a friend who knew about your relationship. After the brief ceremony, you and Chuuya celebrate your marriage in your lovely home.

After a year or two, you come across a young boy who doesn’t have a family. You two decide to adopt him, since you wanted a family, but couldn’t bear a child without a man. This was the perfect opportunity.

Your family is the most important thing to you, and the same goes for Chuuya. You’re both extremely thankful that you had made the decision to leave your house of home. Without that event, you wouldn’t be together. Probably stuck in some loveless marriage with a man.

When Chuuya came home one night and told you that he had to leave to Europe for a while. you weren’t happy about the situation. You knew that the world was in danger and Chuuya had to play his part to prevent catastrophe, but that didn’t mean you were content with it. Still, you helped him ready himself, with the contacts and the fangs. Despite the dreadful atmosphere, you found it amusing that he had to look like a vampire. Sure, these types weren’t the sexy ones in fiction, but Chuuya pulled off the look.

Even with the red eyes, you loved his appearance, especially the clothing he was wearing. When he stood at the door, ready to depart to the Port Mafia headquarters for a final, unnecessary briefing, you kissed him goodbye. His lips molded to your own, tongues dancing together, feeling each other thoroughly for the last time until his return. You loved the feeling of his fangs, even though he loathed wearing them. They weren’t too sharp, but if you poked hard enough, it could cause a little spike of delicious pain.

Finally, the two of you separated and bid each other farewell. He left out the door and won’t come back for a while. During that time, your mind wandered to him. You looked forward to seeing him again, hoping he’d still have the fangs for just a tad longer so it could spice up your occasional entanglement. When Fyodor was killed and Chuuya could drop the act, he contacted you with his phone he kept on silent. Apparently, Mori had added glue to keep the fangs on.

While Chuuya thought it stupid and the worst situation, you found an opportunity in it. Guess he really can’t take them off, so you’ll send him to the dentist after you had some fun.

Unfortunately, everything was spiraling downhill, Fyodor wasn’t actually dead, and the new problem would take up a lot of time. You knew Chuuya couldn’t keep the accessory on for the whole time, but there was that slightest hope he could get used to it until he could properly set up an appointment with a dentist.

When he at last returned home, safe and eager to see you again, he pulled you into a kiss just like the one from the time he left. You ran your tongue along his teeth, but instead of feeling extensions of his teeth, you felt the opposite. Why did your tongue go straight, up, straight, and up again? Shouldn’t it either continue in a steady line, or down and away from his teeth?

Feeling the abnormality, you pulled away and pushed his lips up to reveal his teeth. He lightly protested, but allowed you to do so with sagging shoulders. What you found wasn’t exactly what you expected.

“Why are your teeth chipped?” you inquired, but you had an idea as to what happened.

“I uh..” Chuuya scratched his head awkwardly and averted his eyes, “I pulled off the fangs.”

“I know that, but why couldn’t you wait until after you came back? Or at least go to a dentist so they could handle it.”

“I didn’t wanna have to deal with them, so I got them off. ‘S fine, anyways, ‘m not dead.” He closed his eyes and crossed his arms.

You stared at him blankly before taking his wrist and taking him outside to his motorcycle. “Nope, you’re going to a dentist now, whether you like it or not. I’m not going to kiss my significant other if he has teeth missing all because he was too impatient to wait for a professional to handle things.”

“Wha?- Oi! Knock it off! I’m tired, and I doubt they’re even taking in anyone who just walks in without an appointment!” He tried to resist, but relented when he saw that you won’t back down.

“I don’t give a fuck if they’re not doing so, I’m going to ensure you get the treatment you need. Why couldn’t you even wait? Surely, you would’ve been able to get accustomed to the fangs.” You were in front of him on the bike, with his hands lazily around your waist. At least he had taught you how to drive a motorcycle, so now he doesn’t have to exhaust himself further by driving.

Chuuya groaned and rested his forehead on your back. “Not even gonna wear a helmet? Dangerous, Doll.”

“Like you wear one,” you muttered back. This was going to be a long night, but it’s his fault for chipping his teeth. In the back of your mind, you did feel bad that he couldn’t rest after coming back. You hadn’t accelerated yet, still parked, so you turned your head to him. “I’m sorry that you can’t relax after a long mission. We can just drive around and save the dental treatment for another time. I know you’re beyond exhausted.”

He moved his head to rest his chin on your shoulder and press a kiss to your cheek. “I’d love that. ‘M sorry for being such an idio-”

“My apologies for not caring. After this, I’ll prepare a bath for you and get some snacks. Then, we can just cuddle and watch a movie, yeah?” You tilted your head, keeping your eyes on him.

His eyes were closed as he imagined your suggestion, and smiled softly. “Mhm... I just wanna spend time with my love before I have to drown myself in paperwork. ‘S a plan.”

First off, you're their parent figure and they live with you. All comfy with you and they trust you a lot. Now to move on to their stupidity.

Immaturity at its finest.

It’s constant arguing, pointing fingers, and the like.

They’re always fighting for your attention, pushing against each other so your hand can pet them.

You’re sitting on the couch, watching TV, when Dazai runs into the living room and jumps to the spot next to you. Since you’re leaning against the armrest, there’s only one seat next to you.

Dazai pushes himself under your arm and hugs your waist as he sighs contentedly. You idly rub his arm for a few minutes before Chuuya comes in with an annoyed expression.

“Oi, StinkZai, do your history homework before you go do whatever.”

Dazai whined and buried himself deeper into your side. “I’ll do it later! I’m tired right now.” He closed his eyes.

“Dazai, you need to do your assignments before you eventually forget and never get them done,” you told him. He let out a groan at that, “Why can’t Chuuya do it? Isn’t he supposed to listen to me since I’m smarter?”

“You’re not smarter than me! Even a shrimp can do better than you!” Chuuya sped to the two of you and pulled on Dazai until the latter fell to the floor.

“Ow!- That’s my spot!” The brunette rubbed his arm. Chuuya had stolen his spot in your arms now and smirked at the other.

“Maybe you should’ve done your homework first, you idiot!” He blew a raspberry and rested his head on your shoulder.

You sighed, “If you two continue to fight, I’m simply going to go to my room and relax without either of you.”

They both froze and looked at you then at each other. Despite their inability to cooperate without trouble, they agreed on the fact that your presence was probably the most important thing they want. They begrudgingly decided to keep quiet, moving so Chuuya can sit on one of your knees while Dazai reclaimed his initial place.

Eventually, they get their emo phases. One day, Dazai just randomly started wearing bandages over his eye, saying that he looks better.

“Why are you wasting bandages?” “Because I look so cool and a lot of girls come up to me and say I look nice! I know that so many people have a crush on me, especially when I’m like this!” “Just wait til they find out that this stupid mackerel is actually a bad person and a major turn off!” “Chuuya, don’t say that, please.”

And Chuuya had a Sonic phase. He thought the hedgehog was so cool, he wanted to be like him in as many ways he can.

He then found out about Conker’s Bad Fur Day and asked you if he could get it. You thought it’d be a wholesome game for kids, but when you looked at the plot and ratings, you didn’t buy it for him. He was sad, but got over it.

And then he came across Devil May Cry and decided to watch the gameplay and cutscenes because you might not buy it for him (you may consider, but it still has some scenes that you’re skeptical about.)

Nero from DMC4 is so cool despite the excessive “Kyrie!” throughout the game, Chuuya wants to dress like him. And dye his hair white.

Every time he loves a character, he wants to dye his hair their own hair color, but you never let him because why should he ruin his lovely hair? (He may or may not ask to dye his hair just so you can compliment him.)

Hot Topic is their favorite store because it has so many aesthetics and they love the style of the apparel.

They start simping for characters and reading fanfics. You know what they’re reading because they use the family/shared device and don’t delete the history. Why are there so many lemons? What do they mean? (Unless you’re a fanfic reader yourself)

They kinda know what sex is, they have a faint idea, but they’re probably wrong on a few things.

Hence, Dazai is excited for sex ed! Wooo! His head is smacked by Chuuya because the latter is embarrassed that he just yelled that out and now kids are looking at them.

When they’re learning about it, Dazai’s snickering at the pictures. But not the childbirth, what the actual fuck did they just watch? 

Oh boy, now they’re the cringe and immature kids who laugh at everything that can vaguely be related to sex.

Anyways, now to the scenario that was the whole reason for this

You were sitting on the couch, Dazai and Chuuya on the floor and you’re petting their heads. You check your phone, keeping a hand on Chuuya’s head and caressing it. He’s smiling with his eyes closed in bliss. Oh, how he loves this affection.

Until Dazai pushes and climbs on him to be the receiver of your pets. He smiles innocently when you glance over, but smirks at Chuuya, who shoves him as well and takes his spot back.

This continues to go on and you’re about to say something, but then the door is unlocked and opened. Dazai excitedly turns to see Oda coming in. He runs over and hugs the man while Chuuya sets himself in your lap.

After greeting Dazai, Oda is carrying him and walks to you and Chuuya, pressing a kiss to your head and ruffling Chuuya’s hair.    

You're in a relationship with Oda, and Dazai loves it.

His two favorite people together, who he might call his parents? How blessed he is!

He doesn’t know who he prefers, so the two of you are equal in his eyes. But when it comes to physical affection, he might go to Oda since Chuuya’s all over you and Dazai’s too tired to do anything. Also, he doesn’t see Oda as often as he does you.

Chuuya thinks Oda is great, but he’s not as close to him as Dazai is. If he had to choose between you or Oda, he’d honestly choose you.

Oda loves coming home to find you three waiting for him on the couch. It warms his heart that he is wanted and loved.

Either he comes home to you all cooking dinner, sleeping in a pile on the floor, playing games (board games or video) , or watching TV.

He still takes care of his adopted children at the curry shop, but he also enjoys the company of Dazai and Chuuya

Sometimes, he would bring those five kids to your house so they can play with Dazai and Chuuya. Everyone has fun, it’s like a party. (Sneaking kisses in the kitchen as everyone else plays video games on the TV)

Oda is a gentleman, whenever you two go out, he always opens the door for you, pulls out your seat, and kisses your hand when you both meet and bid goodbye to each other.

If Dazai ever sees you and Oda share a kiss, he’s cheering in his mind. Whereas Chuuya just brushes it off with an unnoticeable upwards twitch of his lips and an eye roll.

Once, you spotted Oda talking to Dazai outside under the moonlight. You knew the former was telling the teen about the right thing to do. Dazai had expressed his want of being involved in some well known group.

He hinted a little about maybe being a detective or even following Oda’s footsteps of going to the mafia. You really didn’t want him to go with the second option, but at least he’d have Oda to guide him if he’s even alive at that time

Thus, he’s told to prioritize other people’s happiness over his own. It’s tough, but it’s for the better of everyone.

He also says the same to Chuuya, but he goes into more detail with Dazai. You mainly handle Chuu with the lectures since he’s more likely to take your words to heart.

Chuuya has great friends in school, they seem like a lovely bunch, and you trust them. You’ve met them before and they were very nice.

Dazai doesn’t have as many, but you can tell he’s not really clicking with them like Chuuya is with his own. When his mood seems to lower, you go to him when he’s alone and you two cuddle. You can faintly pick up the sound of sniffles and feel your clothing moisten. After the session, you two don’t mention it because you know Dazai doesn’t want to remember that.

With any trauma, you take them to therapy. If it’s affecting either kid negatively, they need to talk about it. Initially, they talk to you, but they go see a professional if that doesn’t work.

Academically, the two of them are good. Dazai’s grades are always A’s even if he procrastinates or doesn’t seem to get his work done.

Chuuya usually gets B’s, but his PE is the best with an A+. He signs up for any sports the school offers if he’s interested.

Dazai’s lowest grade is PE, around a C because he’s not athletic like Chuuya.

Both Dazai and Chuuya have the same PE class and teacher, but their participation and effort are the opposite.

“Okay, everyone needs to do fifteen seconds of push-ups and fifteen sit-ups, let’s go! Get started!” The teacher instructed. They were walking around their class in the gym, ensuring everyone was doing what they were told.

They noticed a student lying face down next to the wall and when they walked by, they pointed at him and asked, “Who is that?”

Chuuya heard their inquiry and answered, “Dazai.”

The teacher was silent for a second before focusing back on the other students, “Let’s go! You should be on the next exercise now!”

Whenever there’s a fundraiser, they’re begging you to please donate so they can get a prize.

“Pleeeaaassseee? You can get a refrigerator stuffed with $200! Or even an iPad!” Dazai’s giving you the puppy eye(s) [depends if he’s bandaged his eye or not] and Chuuya is hugging you and kissing your cheek. “We love you so much, can you pretty please with a cherry on top donate? We’ll pay you back!” (They don’t make money, nor do they have an allowance.)

When it comes to projects, Dazai always waits until the last minute.

“Hey, can we go to the store and buy supplies? I have a project.” He whispered to you.

“Huh...?” You were woken up by him at whatever the time was, so you rubbed your eyes and sat up. Oda was still asleep beside you, a peaceful expression on his face. You kept your voice to not disturb him, “What?” When you checked the time, it was 2 am.

“I need some things for my science project,” Dazai was just standing by your bed, with big eyes, looking as though he had thrown up.

“When’s it due?”

“Tomorrow.” You frowned at that.

“Sorry bud, can’t help you. It’s too late, why aren’t you in bed?”

“I had to work on my project and other assignments,” he shifted in his spot and awkwardly averted his eyes. “I only need two things, glitter markers and a poster board.”

You stared at him tiredly, before sighing. “What happened to the ones I bought at the beginning of school?”

“I lost them.”

You blinked, unmoving. “And you can’t borrow Chuuya’s?”

He shook his head, saying they weren’t what he needed. At last, you moved the covers off your body and made your way to the closet. “Fine, go get ready. You should be thankful I’m even entertaining this idea.”

Dazai silently cheered and sped to his room. Why were you so lenient with these children? They’re gonna be spoiled.

His project was claiming that potatoes can power up devices. As stupid as it sounds, he somehow makes it convincing until it’s actually tested and obviously it doesn’t work. But he still gets a passing grade for the effort.

During one of their classes, Chuuya asked to go to the bathroom and ten minutes later when the teacher was about to ask about his location, he comes back with a lunch tray.

“Where’d you get that?” “I look like a sixth grader.”

He just munched away as everyone stared at him confused before they got back to the lesson.

Another time, the teacher left the room for a few minutes. Since Dazai wondered what their coffee tasted like, he waltzed over to the desk and took a sip and immediately spat it out.

“Ugh! It tastes like shit!” When the teacher came back, the whole class silently agreed to stay quiet and not tell on him.

When it was around Halloween and everyone could wear a costume, Dazai wore a squirrel suit. He brought an acorn prop and clipped it to the front of his pants. When walking up to the stage for the best costume contest, he hit the acorn with his legs, playing with it, until it accidently hit his balls and he crouched to the floor in pain. Of course, the guys winced at it, but it was pretty funny. Someone, Chuuya probably, yelled out, “He busted a nut!”

More nonsense, pantsing sometimes occurred. And Chuuya was the unfortunate target for Dazai. He had snuck up behind the former, and yanked down his pants. Regrettably, Dazai’s fingers also caught onto the waistband of the undergarments and when it came down, he got a face full of balls.

He was so traumatized despite being the one to commit the act.

Food fights can also happen. While Chuuya was peacefully eating his lunch, Dazai threw a tomato slice at him and the fruit made a satisfying splat! on Chuuya’s cheek.

He also tried to throw cheese, but he missed and it landed in the hair of someone who was just walking by. (And somehow did not get in trouble).

For presentations, Chuuya had to do an audio recording, and Dazai just sneezed at the beginning of it, He recorded another but when uploading the audio files, he accidently clicked the sneeze one. Presentation day was funny, but Chuuya didn’t necessarily like it.

If they had online school, Chuuya would be talking to the camera before a ball smacks his face. He falls out of frame, and Dazai is just seen running in the background.

There are also interviews or random school news done by the student council. They hate having to work with Dazai and Chuuya together because they always argue. The one time the video went right was when Chuuya had a voice crack.

Rallies also happen, and students would have to cheer as loud as they can for their team. Chuuya and Dazai are the loudest, but they also suffer from voice cracks. After the rally, they lose their voice for about a day.

Rocketry is an elective, and there’s a weird Russian kid named Fyodor. Both the boys don’t really like him. Since he’s associated with rats (Kids call him Rat, and one person did see him surrounded by rats in an alleyway as though they were dependent on him), they wanted to get a rat plushie. They asked you if you could get them the plush. You decided to buy it for them, not knowing why they actually wanted it.

They taped it to a rocket they made for the elective, put more power into it, and they launched it into the air. When it blasted off, they looked at Fyodor with threatening stares.

Occasionally, you and Oda would volunteer to help with some school activities. The first time both of you arrived, so many students had a crush on either of you. They’d go to Chuuya/Dazai and whisper “That’s your parent?”

Oda’s a dilf and you’re also a milf/dilf.

Since Chuuya has been a good boy throughout the school year, you decided to gift him what he’s always wanted. A dog.

While he was in class, you went to the pet store, got the food, collar, leash, and anything else needed for the animal. Then, you went to a shelter and got a golden retriever.

It was around three months old and a male. Such a cutie, and it warmed up to you quickly! You ensured it wouldn’t cause any trouble in the house before leaving to pick up Chuuya.

On the way back, he told you all about his day and how Dazai was torturing him again. The usual, but you find his ramblings entertaining in a way.

When you opened the door and let Chuuya inside first, he immediately paused when the dog ran up to him. After processing it, he laughed and got on his knees, petting the dog.

“You got a puppy?!” He looked up at you for a second before returning his attention to the pup. His joyous laughter warmed your heart as a smile made its way to your face. You crouched next to him and caressed the heads of Chuuya and the dog.

“What do you want to name him? He’s a boy, just so you know.” You tilted your head at him as he pressed his lips together in thought.

“(Dog Name)!” He replied. The dog, now (Dog Name), seemed to like the name. After a few moments, you moved the two of them to the living room, locked the door, and placed Chuuya’s belongings by the entrance.

The whole day, Chuuya was playing with (Dog Name). He couldn’t be any happier. He kept thanking you for the new addition to the family.

You took a few pictures of him and (Dog Name). Some he smiled at the camera for, and others he didn’t notice you.

For the days after, he was much more happy and didn’t bother Dazai as much. The latter thought it was weird, but that didn’t stop him from teasing Chuuya.

At some point, a field trip was planned, so the staff gave the students the permissions slips for their guardian to sign (despite half of them not actually having that. We’ll pretend they do)

Dazai was telling them the details and if any adults wanted to volunteer (Staring at Chuuya), they need to sign a form which will be handed to them alongside the permission slip (Smiling at Chuuya), and just remember to let your parent know about the upcoming trip (Chuuya, you’re listening, yes?)

Throughout the whole explanation of that, Dazai was just glaring at the kid, leaning in real close.

“Don’t forget to ask your parent to volunteer as a chaperone, we would really appreciate their assistance. We welcome anyone!” His face is practically an inch from Chuuya’s, who is honestly just terrified of this random teacher who’s dating his parent, so he’s just backing away.

“Don’t look at me, you roll of bandages!”

Dazai straightens himself and continues with his explanation normally, as if he wasn’t pretty much threatening Chuuya to invite you.

As a result, Chuuya just threw away the volunteering page before showing you the packet.

Days later, he had been acting up, so Dazai warned him that he won’t be able to go on the trip if his behavior continues.

“Well, I didn’t wanna go anyways!” Chuuya huffed.

“Reeeaally?” Dazai pulled out his phone and contacted you. “Then I guess we’ll just have to inform your guardian that you won’t be attending.” When you picked up, Dazai lovingly greeted you (Which Chuuya gagged at) before getting to business. “So, apparently your child won’t be participating in the field trip due to his behavior.”

“Really? But Chuuya was really looking forward to it. He kept telling me how excited he was to be going,” Unfortunately for Chuuya, you kinda just exposed him to Dazai. The teacher looked at him with the widest, shit-eating grin as he replied, “Oh? Is that so?”

Chuuya’s face was flushed red due to your words, so he just sulked in a corner, deciding to just not cause anymore trouble since it won’t be worth doing so.

“Anyways, I’ve a little question for you, (Name). Have you signed the volunteer chaperone page when you received the packet? I’m simply curious, I understand if you won’t be able to help,” Dazai inquired. He leaned against a wall and placed his free hand in his pocket.

“There was a form for that? I don’t believe I saw that anywhere. I looked through all the pages in the slip, but I didn’t see anything like that.”

Dazai turned his head in Chuuya’s direction with furrowed brows and a strained smile. “Oh. Well in that case, would it be alright if I come over with the slip? I should have extras in case students irresponsible with their belongings lost it.”

You agreed, and Chuuya was absolutely not happy with Dazai visiting. And to give you that darn chaperone sheet!

When the day of the field trip came and everyone was loading onto the bus, Chuuya had to sit behind you and Dazai because the latter claimed “Only adults sit next to each other unless there is an odd number and a student is misbehaving.”

Off the bus, those two were glued to your side and glaring at each other. Overall, the trip was something. Could’ve gone without the boys tugging on you the whole time, but it could be worse.

Moving on from that. Now that you have a dog, it’s kinda complicated for Dazai to come over.

He’s scared of dogs, Chuuya thrives with them. You could always send the dog to another room, but Chuuya wants to be with the dog, however he also wants to be with you. He doesn’t want Dazai with you as well. He’s clingy towards you.

Dazai doesn’t want the dog or Chuuya anywhere near him and you, but your bratty kid wants all of your attention. Pay some to your boyfriend, (Name)! He’s been lonely in his free time without you to keep him company!

To hopefully calm the problem, you buy those baby fences where it wraps into a circle around the child to prevent it from moving about.

It’ll be in the living room (if it can even fit. It’s only temporary.) and you place Chuuya and (Dog Name) in it while Dazai is over.

He’s still uncomfortable, but it could be worse. He’ll suffer this just for you. And also because Chuuya looks stupid sitting in a cage, away from you.

Every time Dazai leaves, Chuuya’s in a down mood because he couldn’t be with you at the same time he was with the dog. And you just left him in there! (He’s just trying to make you guilty. You still acknowledged him and asked if he wanted something, but he didn’t.)

Movie night it is, then. Being able to cuddle with his two favorite family members is all he wants.

If Chuuya finds out Dazai wants to come over, he’s threatening him with the dog. (Dazai still goes, he trusts that you’ll protect him.)

When it’s Chuuya’s birthday and it lands on a school day, you either bake or buy mini cupcakes or cookies to give to the whole class.

Chuuya gets two, and while the other classmates are jealous, they’re also very delighted to get a treat from you.

Dazai steals a piece from Chuuya’s share, and now you have to comfort the kid and give him a random extra pastry while scolding your boyfriend. Dazai also pouts, but he knows you’ll make it up to him later ;)

Chuuya is very curious about wine and how it tastes, but you refuse to let him drink a sip. The alcohol might ruin him! Same goes with cigarettes.

You had an idle wine bottle laying around because it was a gift, and when you came home from errands, you saw Chuuya trying to reach for it.

“What are you doing?” He freezes at the sound of your voice as his head slowly turns so he could look at you.

“N-nothing. I was just um…” he looks back at the counter and grabs a random napkin on it, “picking up this napkin! I wanted to help you clean.”

You knew he was lying, but decided to let him go. You gave him a warning glare, though, which he flinched at.

He threw away the piece and went to join you on the couch, hugging your side.

Chuuya loves singing, so he does it as he’s doing chores. You think it’s cute and he sometimes does a little show for you. He may be embarrassed about it when he’s older, but you’ll just enjoy it for now.

As Chuuya grows and moves up the grades, Dazai is always his teacher.

He just goes to the higher ups and blackmails them so they could allow him to teach Chuuya’s class. They can’t really do much because he somehow got this dirt on them that even they didn’t know they had.

You didn’t know his method, but still thought it was weird. Well, as long as nobody’s in danger, right?

Every time Chuuya walks into his first class on the first day of school, he always sees Dazai on the teacher’s desk. “What the heck!?”

Oh, it’s terrible with Dazai there. Wasn’t school supposed to provide a place away from home and whoever’s there? (He still prefers home because you’re there, but Dazai can go away.)

The worst part is when Dazai just tells the class about Chuuya’s younger years.

“Oh, when he was in kindergarten, he threw up on his desk and was sooo embarrassed about it! I even have a photo!”

Yeah, everyone who knows Dazai and/or Chuuya, they know their relationship. Dazai is practically the latter’s dad, and he has been teaching every grade just to make Chuuya’s year hell.

Eventually, you and Dazai get married, and it’s Chuuya’s worst nightmare. Not only is that man his teacher and your boyfriend (now husband), he’s also his fucking dad! Could his life get any worse?!

Dazai is reveling in Chuuya’s torture. This is the best time of his life!

You’re just stuck in the middle. They both love you so much, that they want to hog you all to themselves. You’re flattered, but sometimes you do want just a little alone time.

Honestly, if you and Dazai want to do a little something something alone, you either send Chuuya to hang out with Kouyou or his friends, or you both simply go elsewhere. You prefer the former because you don’t want to leave Chuuya alone in the house.

If he were to get a significant other, Dazai is nosy. He’s always barging into Chuuya’s room and saying hello. Chuu is not happy, obviously.

Chuuya tells you everything that’s going on because he loves you and doesn’t want you to be surprised if all of a sudden he’s in a relationship.

When Chuuya’s with his s/o in his room, you like to invite Dazai on a date so you could give Chu some privacy. It’s not like he can really go elsewhere, unless his s/o’s house is empty, so you give him a chance in your house.

He’s really thankful for you, Dazai would most likely just be the third wheel.

Of course, he’s very popular by the time he’s 22. All those streams about the new and trending topics eventually led to his popularity. Also the fact that he’s a rockstar, so that helped.

But back when he was 15, he didn’t have that reputation of a singer, and he started his streaming first before moving to a new occupation, but still maintaining the previous one.

He had very few viewers, and he was kinda cringe. But at least you were there! 

(Background information now) You had befriended him in your freshman year of high school along with a guy named Dazai. The three of you had a lot of fun, the two guys always being chaotic and yelling at each other while you tried to calm them down.

Although you kinda got in trouble often, you still continued being stupid. You’ll grow out of it! (Debatable)

Chuuya had at some point expressed his goals of being a streamer or singer, so you and Dazai encouraged him to start with the former, so he did.

Initially, he did gameplays with commentary, but those games were first person shooters or anything online that included fighting in a team against another. Simply put, he raged a lot.

And now in the present, he still does, but it’s gotten a little more expressive since he doesn’t have anyone to scold him about what he’s saying aside from you.

He has a variety of content on his page now, like gameplays (still), just talking, random challenges, IRL streaming, etc. The different forms of entertainment really helps with maintaining his popularity.

Sometimes during streams, he would tell his viewers that he’s gonna do something for a minute until he returns. That minute is used to check on you.

“Are you hungry? We can order take out”, “You alright?”, “We can cuddle and watch a movie after I’m done”, all that is concluded with a kiss on your face.

You do like to mess with him sometimes. Sitting under his desk while he’s gaming and watching him (Just don’t screw his playthrough, he won’t talk to you for a while), going in his chat and sending a message (That shows up highlighted/on screen) about some chore he still has to do, and the like.

Anything harmless because you care about him and he appreciates that.

One time, you were making dinner and he suddenly started screaming loudly. You ensured the kitchen wouldn’t burn before knocking lightly on his door and asking if he was okay.

In response, he comes to the door and opens it a little. “Shit, sorry. Don’t worry, everything’s fine. I’ll make it up to you later,” and he takes your hand, placing a gentle kiss on it, then going back to his chair.

When he uploaded some clips of his stream to his channel on YouTube or the equivalent of the site, you saw that the reason for his scream was because he was arguing with a friend? And the microphone couldn’t capture the high volume so the yell came out quieter than it really was and the mic just cut off.

Another time, he was talking with his friends about something that had happened, and Dazai (who was playing with him, of course) just muted Chuuya’s mic midsentence. After that he went offline, ended the stream, and went to your shared bedroom to cuddle with you, pout on his face. He recounted what happened and you chuckled lightly, embracing him.

Eventually, his old streams from when he was in high school were found (He deleted the clips after saving them on a drive because they were precious memories) and uploaded.

The video included the time where he was playing a multiplayer game (Just Call of Duty, really) and there was an after death mic that allowed the dead player to say something for a second to their killer before respawning. The things he said included, “You’re so mean!”, “Hahah, pendejo!” (asshole in Spanish), “I don’t even wanna play anymore” (In a whiny voice. He said that to you and Dazai, but the mic was on.)

He barked at someone in the game results screen

At the discovery of his old streams, Chuuya panicked before laughing at them. Sure, they were embarrassing, but the comments loved it. He decided to upload the rest of his saved ones so everyone can enjoy them.

Akutagawa, his friend, sometimes play with Chuuya’s group, and when the former plays and does well, Chuuya just yells out “That’s my boy! THAT’S MY BOY! GAHDAM-” and he’s cut off. He’s a huge supporter for Aku and will cheer him on whenever he plays.

After his streams, Chuuya goes to spend time with you. It’s always wholesome and you both would never trade it for anything in the world. You scratch at his scalp while he buries his face in your chest, complaining about Dazai bullying him, or how he was getting dominated by the other players. He always has fun things to tell to you.

What you always love is that while on stream, he seems tough, loud, and in general very entertaining. But when he’s alone with you, no cameras or anything, he’s so soft and cute. Just your cute little boyfriend.

Although he can catch you off guard with his loudness, he always apologizes and makes you forget it. Despite the two of you sharing the fact that you’re both in a relationship, there’s still people prying into his life, wanting to know more. Chuuya did say that it may be uncomfortable, but you still have a large support system consisting of his fans.

A couple of his streams include you. Mainly the IRL ones, but you sometimes join him in his games. The viewers love seeing you two together and always request for more of you.

Sometimes, he practices with his guitar on stream, playing any requests from viewers, and you’re off to the side and out of the camera’s view. If there’s ever a romantic song, he dedicates it to you. A lot of love songs are asked for.

Going back to streams with Aku, he once had a coughing fit while on mic, and someone rigged it to have a voice effect. His coughs were so screwed up, it just sounded like a weird echo into the abyss.

Overall, he’s very fun to be with. You’re blessed to be the one he trusts to show his soft side to. Anyone who’s able to be his friend at least is lucky to have that title (at least in the present time).

End Note: Here are the clips used

Background:

At some point, you had decided you wanted to take care of a human child, but you didn’t have a significant other and you didn’t really want to go through all the trouble of the process in making it.

So, you went to an adoption center and looked around at all the children there. All different ages, appearances, personalities, etc.

One child caught your eye, a ginger haired boy with big, blue eyes. He was so adorable, and he didn’t seem to be troublesome.

You did all the paperwork and whatever else needed to be done and now had an adopted son whose name was Chuuya.

Initially, he didn’t want anything to do with you, just locking himself up in his room that you’d prepared. He only left it for necessities, but sped back as soon as possible.

You didn’t have much hope in the beginning, but he eventually started to trust you. He would start eating at the dinner table, say good morning to you, sit in the living room for a while.

As more time passed, he was comfortable with you. Chuuya finally saw you as a parental figure, and you couldn’t be happier. All the waiting for him had paid off.

He was such a good kid. If he ever had to say hi to someone, he would greet them politely and introduce himself. He cleaned up after himself, he wasn’t always too loud, sometimes he would yell out, but he quickly calmed down.

Chuuya then reached the age of attending school, so before the year started, you took him shopping for clothes. The ones he had were a little worn and he could use a wardrobe change.

“How’s this one?” You held up a blue shirt with a sheep on it. He took a quick glance before shaking his head.

“I don’t like that one.”

You sighed and placed it back. Of all the options there were, he didn’t like any of them. You turned to him and asked, “Well, do you have an idea of what you’d like? We can look for it.”

Chuuya thought about it before looking up at you. “Something dark. I don’t like bright colors.” He looked at another shelf and pointed at it. “Like those!”

You looked where he pointed at and saw that the clothing were mainly black, gray, white, navy blue, and other dark neutral colors. You raised an eyebrow. “Those are church clothes.”

Chuuya pouted, “But those are the only good ones.” He turned back to you with puppy eyes. “Now you don’t want me to get what I like?”

You decided to check them out so you walked over to the shelves. “I suppose it can’t hurt. But don’t blame me if you don’t like them anymore.” You browsed through them all, asking him what he thought, and he finally made his decision.

When you two returned home, you told him to try it on to make sure it fit. He walked out of his room wearing the new clothes and showed you his outfit.

You were silent for a few seconds before muttering, “You look like a Christian. Like you’re going to the church summer camp.”

Hearing your words, his jaw fell a bit and his eyebrows furrowed. He looked offended at what you said. “I do not!” He screeched. He fell silent and looked down at himself, beginning to quietly mutter to no one in particular.

You let out an airy chuckle and crouched down to his level and pet his head. “I didn’t necessarily say it was terrible.” You didn’t actually know what to think. It was goofy, but you’re not going to hurt his feelings.

He felt a little better and smiled at you. “Can we go get some ice cream? I was good today, right?” He bounced on the balls of his feet.

You couldn’t resist him, so you agreed.

Kindergarten:

The first day of school finally arrived, so you ensured that Chuuya had anything needed and that he wasn’t going to misbehave. The two of you got to the building and you escorted him to the front.

“I trust that you won’t cause trouble while you’re here?” You crouched down.

He sighed, “I’ll be good, I promise.” He was quiet for a few seconds before hesitantly taking a step closer to you and slowly raised his arms. He was asking for a hug.

You smiled and embraced him, caressing his head before planting a kiss on his temple. “Good boy. If you behave today, we’ll have whatever you want for dinner.” You pulled away, but kept your hands on his shoulders. “Sound good?”

His eyes lit up. “Yeah! That’s good!” His smile grew and he quickly hugged you again before skipping to the door. Before entering, he turned and waved to you, then went inside. You returned the gesture and stood up to make your way home.

Once the day ended, you went to pick him up. He was waiting at the front, looking around before his eyes landed on you and lit up at the sight. He ran to you and hugged your legs.

He told you all about his day and that he made a few friends. But he didn’t like his teacher and didn’t really tell you exactly why.

As the year went on, he seemed to have fun. He did complain about a few things, but it didn’t sound too terrible. You had met some of the staff and thought they were lovely.

Dazai, who seemed to be the main teacher, had come up to you at some point to whine about being threatened with bombs. And any time parents and teachers met up, he just says to you that Chuuya wasn’t nice with him.

He just complained about anything and everything, no matter how minor the “offense” was.

At the news of the bomb threats, you didn’t know how to react. You just stood there, thinking why a nice kid like Chuuya would throw out some bomb threats, to his teacher especially.

“I’ll talk to him when we get home,” you told Dazai before leading Chuuya away. And talk to him you did. He wasn’t happy about the lecture.

In general, Chuuya’s a very good child except for when he’s around Dazai, for some reason. He tries to be all mature, but you know that he loves all the children stuff.

He loves Odasaku Man and always plays the episodes when he gets home from school. At this point, you know the whole script of the show.

Doesn’t matter what meal he’s having, he wants milk as his drink. “I want to grow taller!” (Throughout all the years, he didn’t grow as much as he wanted)

The books he reads, he wants to read all the adult books (You never let him), but for bedtime stories, he goes with the picture books and fun plots.

You’ve also seen the other kids in his class, and you’re a little hesitant on the ones he’s best friends with. They might not be the best influence for later in life, but you’ll let him choose his friends. You’ll just make sure he knows how to take care of himself, but he’s still your little baby boy.

One of them is also wearing a strange outfit. He looks like a pilgrim and you feel like him and Chuuya could relate with the odd clothing. He seems cute. [Talking about Akutagawa]

You’re not even sure if Dazai is the best teacher. He’s gone onto his knees and pleaded with you to join him in a double suicide, and you’re skeptical. How was he approved to be teaching the class?

(Bonus) Romance with Dazai:

Despite your doubt concerning Dazai, you’ve somehow gained feelings for him. You never really acted upon them, just letting them exist. Sure, he may flutter your heart once or twice, but you’re not going to ask him out. If he were to somehow reciprocate, you’ll leave the confession to him.

And he did ask you out. Albeit, in a weird way. You still accepted, agreeing to go out with him. You had also befriended Yosano and Kouyou, so you left Chuuya under Kouyou’s care while you were out.

The two of you hit it off, so now you’re both in a relationship. You didn’t tell Chuuya because you knew he would throw a fit whenever Dazai was mentioned. You kinda regret not telling him, but oh well.

He noticed you and Dazai beginning to get closer, and he thought it was weird but shrugged it off as weird adult things. Then Dazai kissed your hand, which he’s kinda done before, but Chuuya was never used to it, so he just loudly gagged at the sight, letting his thoughts be known.

One time, you told Chuuya to wait for you at a specific spot because you wanted to talk with Dazai. He obeyed and started idly playing with the dirt for a while before looking in your direction, wondering why you were taking a bit. You seemed to be saying goodbye to his teacher, but Dazai planted a kiss? On your cheek?

His face morphed into a horrified expression as he let out a shocked sound. He ran up to you, tugging on your clothes and begging you to get away from Dazai.

Really, all he did was throw a tantrum. You excused yourself and took him home, where he locked himself in his room for the rest of the night.

You decided to let him do his thing for tonight, peeking into his room at midnight to see him sleeping in an awkward position on his bed. At least he put on his sleepwear before laying on the mattress.

You repositioned him, gently kissing his head, then left to your own room.

The next morning, he said good morning to you and apologized for his behavior. You forgave him, of course. It’s not his fault that his teacher and guardian got together and didn’t let him know.

Whenever he sees you and Dazai do anything that could be classified as romantic, he just gags and says “Disgusting!” Or “Ew!”

You had asked him to be as respectful as he could towards Dazai, but you didn’t really expect much from him. You just wanted them to at the very least tolerate each other.

He indeed did not act as nice as you wanted. Chuuya would still be the little rebellious kid he apparently was in the class, even more so with Dazai as his parental figure’s boyfriend.

Now, the brunette had two advantages in the power dynamic. Not only could he have the upperhand as Chuuya’s teacher, but also as his future dad. He poked fun at the boy and if Chuuya tried to retaliate in some way, Dazai would just complain to you.

With you, Chuuya is an absolute angel, always smiling at you, cuddling up to you, doing whatever you say, bringing you little gifts, and the like. With Dazai, he was the opposite.

That little demon, he would be louder, cause more trouble than usual, throw little fits, give Dazai weird looks, and more. It’s like Chuuya’s only goal when around Dazai was to make his life hell. And it kinda was.

One time, you had to run some errands, but couldn’t bring Chuuya along. Luckily, there was no school that day, so Dazai came over to babysit. It should be easy, right? Chuuya wouldn’t want to cause any trouble in his parent’s house, would he?

When you opened the door to your home, it was a mess. Furniture was out of place, the TV was on, there was food on the floor, and in the middle of it all, Dazai and Chuuya froze. The former holding the child away from him while Chuuya was biting Dazai’s wrist. They both looked roughed up.

“What happened here?” You slowly asked, closing the door behind you. You placed down whatever was in your arms and removed any articles of clothing, putting them in their proper place.

“Oh, my lovely significant other who I deeply cherish and wish to spend the rest of my life with! I was just handling your little demon!” Dazai’s smile was tight as he placed Chuuya onto the floor. The latter removed his teeth from where they were. “I know it looks terrible, but we were just bonding! Right, Chuuya?”

The boy flinched at his tone before running to you and jumping onto you. You held onto him as he buried his face in your neck. “Mom/Dad! Dazai was a big meanie! Why are you even with him? He tried to hurt me!”

Dazai scoffed, “I did not! You were biting me! And you saw it, (Name).” He sighed, going into the kitchen and wetting a paper towel. “I’ll start cleaning...”

Although the two of them were troublesome at times, you loved them both. You knew Chuuya would grow into a strong gentleman. It doesn’t matter what he will do for the rest of his life, he will always be your baby.

Honestly, when you first felt like taking care of someone, it was an impulsive decision. But you’re glad that you went through with it, otherwise you wouldn’t be with Chuuya.

End Note: When KiwiBean first watched Wan, they thought Chuuya had a Christian fit, while Akutagawa had a pilgrim one. So, thanks to them!

Rockstar Chuuya, who’s overwhelmed with fans prying into his life and trying to know everything there is about him.

Has an s/o who isn’t involved with his career, so they’re his only peaceful outlet in life.

Chuuya streams in his free time about anything. Sometimes he just talks with the chat, plays some games, reviews current events in the world and any future plans that can be disclosed to the public.

But he doesn’t include his s/o because he doesn’t want his fans to potentially target them due to jealousy or some other reason.

He’s shipped with popular actor, Dazai, because they’ve done a couple collaborations, whether for meet & greets, films, interviews, etc.

Assures his s/o that he won’t leave them ever because they’re the only one he feels comfortable with to be able to show them his vulnerability.

Whenever he streams, the number of viewers is overwhelming and they’re always asking for confirmation on who his lover is.

At some point, he’s tired of what his fans are saying, so he takes you to a restaurant that’s littered with people, instead of the usual empty location due to him going to the most expensive restaurant or booking the whole place.

All the paparazzi are taking pictures, and there are so many news articles questioning who this person is.

On his next stream, he seats you on his lap and tells his audience that he’s been dating you and won’t be leaving you any time soon.

He was worried that his fans would despise you, but the trending topics on his newly revealed relationship support the both of you.

Everyone now loves you because they think you fit him so well. Those who hate on the relationship are attacked by his fans.

Chuuya sees all the responses and feels a warmth in his chest because he’s glad that you’re accepted by his community.

Now, there are a lot of fanfiction shipping the two of you. You read most of them and are entertained by their strange fantasies of you both (although a little creeped out and hesitant about the smuts. Some fics, you’re a little worried).

Chuuya writes a song inspired by the events, and it’s successful. The music is cool and while the story told by the lyrics isn’t necessarily relatable, it makes sense.

At the end of one of his concerts, Chuuya calls you up to the stage where he gets down on one knee, holding a box with a beautiful ring, and proposes to you.

“You’ve always been by my side, no matter how hard it was to reassure my love for you. Despite everything that we’ve been through, you always made me feel loved and safe. I can’t and I won’t let someone like you leave. Will you do me the honor of marrying me?”

Of course you accept, pulling him up and kissing him. The audience and other members on the stage cheer and clap for your milestone. When you pull away, he slips the ring on your finger and kisses you again.

Rockstar!Chuuya Nakahara, who continues his career and plans your wedding with you. His bank account doesn’t require a budget.

Rockstar!Chuuya Nakahara, who eagerly and nervously waits for you at the alter. The two of you say your own vows and immediately kiss when the words “You may now kiss” are uttered.

Rockstar!Chuuya Nakahara, who is eventually granted a child and golden retriever. Whose happiness is impossible to describe with all the words in the dictionary.

The Port Mafia had taken two children as captives to convince their mother to cooperate with the organization. They were taken off the street and were questioned about their parent. They were trembling like scared lambs and couldn't utter a word.

Chuuya, (Name), and some insignificant subordinates were standing in front of a house. The village they were in was small, but the community seemed fairly friendly. Albeit, not towards outsiders.

The woman they needed was on the balcony of the house, refusing to come down. She and a few nameless members were shouting at each other. This particular woman had power over this village. Someone they needed to cooperate. Chuuya facepalmed as he sighed. This was more troublesome than he initially thought.

The kids weren’t even doing much. They had just accepted the fact that their mother wouldn’t be doing anything to help them. They stood, unimpressed at the commotion. Chuuya thought about what he should do for a few moments before stepping forward and silencing his subordinates.

“All we need is for you to come with us and when all’s said and done, we’ll let you go,” Chuuya said. He really just wanted to go home and drink some wine. Smoke a cigarette after today’s events.

“How many times must I say it!? I’m not going to work with the fucking mafia, even if I get something!” The lady shouted.

(Name) lazily raised an eyebrow, their eyes darting between Chuuya and the other person. They were brought along because apparently Chuuya would need some assistance. He certainly did. He was struggling so much that it wasn’t even funny anymore. Just sad.

They walked next to Chuuya, looking up. “I respect your strong will, but is there anything we can do to convince you?” They paused before turning and walking back to their initial position. “Never mind. Forget I said the last part.”

The woman nodded and looked at the short man. “You should follow your partner’s actions. At least they know when to stop begging someone to help them.”

Chuuya scowled. “Shut up, you! You’re making this harder for everyone! If you don’t cooperate with us, we’ll just take your kids and torture them!”

The woman boldly stood on a table and rested a foot on the railing of the balcony. “Take them away! I don’t care! I have the instrument to make more!” She took the hem of her dress and lifted it.

Everyone below froze in shock. (Name) chuckled and stalked towards Chuuya, whose face was redder than a tomato. He was stuttering over his words, pressing a hand to his mouth and averted his eyes.

“Well, Mr. Strong Mafioso Who Never Backs Down, what shall we do now?” (Name) redirected their attention to the lady, who had dropped the fabric. “Bold move, ma’am! I like your style!” They clapped.

She stood proudly. “Thank you for the respect I deserve! And you, mister! Go on and take my kids, and never come back here again!” She shooed before entering her house, calling for someone, and shutting the door.

Chuuya fell to his knees and covered his head in embarrassment after lowering his upper body to the floor. He cursed to himself for losing composure and the target. His hands grabbed at his hair, tugging at it.

(Name) crouched in front of him with a smirk on their face. Knowing that they’re there, Chuuya barked, “Shut up!”

They raised their hands and leaned back. “If I knew that you would be flustered into a hot mess by a lady’s actions, I would’ve done something earlier.”