"Y/-"
"/N-
"Y/N GOD DAMMIT!"
"Whattt?" she muttered pushing away strands of hair from her face.
"How long have you been here?" Yosano questioned narrowing her gaze at the pile of crumbled papers on the ground and the knocked over cups surrounded by water.
"Why are you asking me how long I've been at my house? You're so weird" she murmured waving her hand gesturing for her friend to leave so she could get more rest.
Her friend grit her teeth in annoyance once Y/n processed to get comfortable on the desk "I want a cup of coffee, AYIAAAAA" she continued to yell the name 'Ayia' until Yosano slapped her head as a way to keep her quiet. She truly wonders how she puts up with her personality.
"ABUSE!" Y/n yelled in a flabbergasted tone raising her head quickly than noticed her surroundings.
"This is the armed detective agency, Ayia isn't here, and you've messed up my work room" Yosano yelled placing her hands onto both her hips while passing a cold glare towards the H/c head who shrank eat the pressure.
Y/n blinked confusingly at her friend before rubbing her eyes and dart them around noticing the clear disorder she has made. "Heh, this place is a mess" she laughed scratching her head, placing a wry smile to hide the anticipated rage storm that's about to commence.
"Y/n..." she stiffened at her friends dry, cold tone and quickly straightened her back.
She stood up rapidly from her seat once noticing the chainsaw Yosano began turning on "gulp, t that's a n nice chainsaw you got t there" she stammered backing away slowly once her friend only continued to step closer, surprising holding a composed expression.
"I know right. I've been dying to use it, but I seem to never have the chance" she then smiled wickedly as the machine began roaring loudly.
Y/n laughed dryly at the comment preparing to further compliment the doctor, though interrupted while she swiftly ducked at the chainsaw swinging her way.
"I'M SORRY, DON'T KILL MEEE" out of pure luck Y/n was able to run out of the room unharmed, but yosano surely wouldn't let that continue.
"Atsushi kun, protect me" Y/n commented, placing the shaking 18 year old in front of her as a defence.
"GO CLEAN YOUR MESS FOR FUCKS SAKE"
"I already complimented your chainsaw, what more do you wantttt"
"...now you've done it"
...
"She's so mean" Y/n sulked throwing her bags into her car before getting in.
"I hope Ayia feels better" she muttered feeling quite awful for leaving her at home all alone.
'I mean she did kick me out so I wouldn't catch her cold, then again she probably wanted the house for herself' she smashed her forehead onto the wheel before sighing, too much is going on and she feels as though there was little time to figure it all out.
"Get out dazai" she demanded raising her head and turned the engine on, staring straight ahead
"Wasn't this bottle full?" he questioned raising the antidote towards the direction of the sun to get a better look at the substance he has grown a liking to.
She grumbled in annoyance, banging the back of her head onto the chair repeatedly. "So, you went to the mafia yesterday?" he commented watching the liquid swirl around in its bottle.
"Never knew you had the will to go back"
Not even bothered to look him in the eye she leans down to close the car's engine, knowing this conversation was going to last a while. "Word sure spreads fast" she muttered watching as the keychain began to sway side to side reminding her of a ticking clock that will soon begin to bellow.
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Chuuya x reader 'Test Subject'
Fanfiction"My goal...is to find out who you are, Nakahara Chuuya" His eyes dilated at the doctor's truthfully spoken comment. Numerous assumptions began to overcrowd his mind and a flicker of hope was lit somewhere deep in the heart he only saw as corruption...
