quicksand (Dazai X Reader)

told you so

This slope is treacherous
This path is reckless♪︎

She took the man's hands and held onto one and put the other one on her waist.

This slope is treacherous
And I, I, I like it.♪︎

He held onto her, pulling her close and watcher her sing along

I can't decide if it's a choice
Getting swept away
I hear the sound of my own voice
Asking you to stay
And all we are is skin and bone
Trained to get along
Forever going with the flow
But you're friction♪︎

She held onto the detective's cheeks, singing into his face, without listening to how loud she was getting, without noticing how close to his face she was, without noticing how he pressed his body into her just to feel her as close as he could.

Your name has echoed through my mind

And I just think you should, think you should know

That nothing safe is worth the drive

And I would follow you, follow you home♪︎

Both their foreheads were pressed together, she was smiling and singing, and he felt like if he could stay in this moment for an eternity he would. Just them dancing under a streetlight, holding themselves close.

"I'll follow you home, but this date is ending, and it shall end as all good dates do!" she kind of yelled into the night, before looking at him, grabbing him by the collar and pulled him into a kiss.

She kissed him first, his calculations had been wrong. He was surprised, shocked even.

"Well, let's go home, honeybear!" she screamed into the night once again, and separated herself from him and started to walk, he watched her struggle to walk into a straight line.

He took her arm and pulled her back, and kissed her again, he was not going to lose, she was not getting the last word. So he kissed her as truthfully as he could, and she kissed back, running her hands through his hair, teeth clashing kind of kiss, messy, hard, and unplanned.

And then he knew this was bad.

"Me vas a arruinar la vida" she told him in a whisper.

"I might ruin your life but you are going to ruin my plans, so we are even, also yeah, I learned Spanish a while ago, I understand every quick remark you make in your first language" the detective answered her. She just smiled and took his hand and walked as if she knew where she was going. He let her, but eventually guided her to his apartment.

She doesn't remember all of this, he does. And he thinks it's better this way.

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"I told you this would happen" the detective said with eyes closed while eating a potato chip.

"And you are always right, but you know I am stubborn and stupid" I said resting my forehead in his desk.

"So just to make sure I have all the facts, which I do but I think you need to hear them again." He continued punishing me with the truth.

"I told you he would get close without you even noticing, he started to practically live in your house, yesterday you went on a date with him and he got you to give him exactly what he wants which was a "normal date" at the price of information about him, you thought he gave you some indications of personal interest in you that you had ignored because of his flirtatious nature, but oh yesterday, he opened up and made his advances weight on your consciousness and you made a move and he didn't reciprocate. So you ran straight out of his apartment to here, which explains the clothes." He said in one breath looking at the ceiling.