-Dazai x Fem!Reader-
(Trope:Friends to Lovers)
Content may contain mentions of sexual/suggestive actions, violence (including abuse), language, suicide, and concerns around mental health
Ever since the Mafia days,here you were in the Armed Detectiv...
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Second Person POV
"So on that note,bartender, can I have a cup of detergent?" Dazai asked. "We don't have any." The bartender spoke. "Oh, okay. Then how about a detergent-based cocktail?" He asked again. "We don't have any."The bartender repeated. "I guess there's nothing you can do about that." Mumbling as you noticed Ango arrived. "Odasaku-san and L/n-san, you should've called him out. It's because the both of you never do that Dazai-kun goes off the rails." The Man took his seat next to you.
"Hello to you as well Ango it's like I haven't tried that." You sarcastically comment. "Well should call him out again than L/n use the force of a hammer or even your blade to knock some sense into him. I'm driving today, so tomato juice, please." He told the bartender "It's been a while, are you on your way back from a job?" Asking him as the bartender set the drink down infront of him.
"It was a bad day. It took way too much time to buy smuggled items. After haggling until eight, all I have to show for my efforts is an antique watch. This concludes about 74% of transactions for this quarter." Zoning out as you weren't particularly good at understanding maths only knowing the basics but it didn't involve assassinations or murder so you were good.
"Well perhaps it's thanks to the youngest executive in history of the organisation." He spoke. "Well thank." Dazai smiled at him. "Of course, this summation included today's disastrous deal. So L/n that kill count any bigger than last time was it 1448 I recall." He joked knowing that you probably killed more now,t han the last time you guys hanged out at Lupin together.
"I456."
"Slowly rising what happened?" He took a drink at the tomato juice. "Well fighting against guns isn't easy." Muttering taking another shot as the mix concoction was bittery and strong. "Anyways so Ango fuzzed his job, too." Dazai spoke. "Fuzzed?"Wondering what he meant. "Yeah, we're fuzz buddies. Come to think of it, it's been a long time since we first became drinking buddies. But I've never heard you complain about work, Odasaku." Dazai turned facing the man as you did the same wondering what someone with a lower rank does.
Being an executive can get boring with all the paperwork, missions solo or partnered with Dazai or Chuuya. Then there's leading and training underlings or subordinates same thing both are incompetent all the time. "It'd only bore you guys to hear my stories as the lowest ranking member of the Mafia." Oda replied there it is that same excuse "There you go being secretive again... Y/n just use your ability on him at this point."Earning a slap to the back of the head from you. "He'll tell us if he wants to. Now what did you do today Oda?"Asking more nicely for the sake of everyone else.