•||3rd Person Pov||•
In the following days (Y/N) has been recovering slowly.
a week or more after her bones got broken...
"Oda-kun?" (Y/N) called the man seating beside her. "Yes?" (Y/N) took a glance of the clock on the wall, 2'o clock at the afternoon. "I'll just take a nap."
Odasaku nodded. (Y/N) stood up and went to her room and took a nap, as she said.
- - -
Hours had passed, (Y/N) was still napping peacefully until...
"(L/N)-CHAN!!"
"Ahh! What the f#ck!?" Startled from her nap, she looked at the person who called her or screamed for her.
"What the actual f#ck Dazai." Sounding more of a statement, she sat up.
The said boy hid behind the door. "Didn't you know I was taking a nap?" He shook his no, (Y/N) sighed and beckoned for him to come in.
Dazai skipped over to (Y/N)'s bed and sat at the edge of it. "I'm sorry. Odasaku-kun told me you were in your room but, I didn't listen to the last part he said." As he finished, he dropped his head down.
(Y/N) sighed again but, this time it was more gentle than before. "It's ok, I know you're just excited to see me." (Y/N) smiled at Dazai, a genuine smile.
Dazai's heart exploded, he just noticed how adorable she was right now. He hugged her, a bit too tight. "You're my little sister!"
"Baka! I'm still recovering! And no! " She hit his head.
Letting go of the girl, he rubbed his head in pain and frowned. "I should get going, Chuuya's waiting for me outside." (Y/N) wanted to tell him to invite Chuuya in but, she hesitated.
Dazai took hold of the door knob and opened the door. "Wait Dazai!" Dazai whipped his head towards (Y/N). "Why not you invite Nakahara in? I also wanted to ask you guys about your mission."
"Sure thing!" Dazai quickly went outside, (Y/N) patiently waiting inside, reading her book.
- - -
"Chuuya~!" Dazai called for the boy sitting outside. "(L/N)-chan invited for you to come inside." Chuuya looked at the brunette with annoyance.
"It would just be a waste of time. Tell her that I already left." Chuuya stood up but was tackled from behind. "What the hell? Just tell her I already left!"
"Come on, Chuuya~! You're the reason why she didn't get to come along!" Guilt began to build inside the red head. He didn't mean to kick her to hard, he just wanted to defend himself. Then he thought, "How selfish of me..."
"Fine, let's just make this quick." Dazai grinned, then he swiftly went inside the building. Chuuya on the other hand followed behind.
- - -
(Y/N) was reading her book, that was given by Mori as a recovery gift. Then the sound of the door slamming to the wall startled her, dropping the book on her lap.
"Oh my god..." (Y/N) mentally face palmed. Dazai then pushed Chuuya inside. (Y/N) looked at the both of them and grinned. "Ara~ara~, I thought you might not come, Nakahara-chan."
Chuuya stomped his way towards (Y/N). "Don't call me that, brat!" He gripped her collar, bringing her up a little bit. Then some strings made their way to his arms, removing the grip from her collar.
"That hurt asshole." (Y/N) hissed in pain, putting a hand on her ribs. Dazai went to her side. "Tch."
Chuuya grabbed the chair in the far corner and placed it beside the bedside table.
ČTEŠ
•||Puppet Strings|ChuuyaxReader||• (DISCONTINUED)
FanfikceAmong the quite streets of Yokohama in the more financially challenged streets lived a young girl named (L/N) (Y/N). An orphan girl who was fortunate enough to come across a teenage boy named Dazai Osamu a member of the Port Mafia, Dazai was only s...
