bsd x reader !

Dazai Osamu x F! Reader

a/n :
hi! this is my first time writing a fanfic so ehm... idk i'd appreciate some feedback in the comments <3 thank you !
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!this does contain mature language btw!
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y/n - your name
l/n - last name
h/c - hair color
e/c - eye color

This takes place when Dazai was 16 and still part of the Port Mafia. Mori had made you his assistant, although he wasn't very fond of you tagging along and "helping" him on his missions.

"Hey Dazai! Wait up!" you'd called after him as he walked around the dark and quiet streets of Yokohama looking for his target. When y/n had finally caught up to him, you tugged on his jacket.

"Don't fucking touch me." the taller boy mumbled as he looked down at you, a small sense of annoyance and hatred in his dark brown eyes. "What do you want now?" he said in a dark tone as he put away the picture of the person whom they needed to execute.

Y/n looked up at him a bit intimidated by how harshly the boy had seemed to have snapped at her. "Ca-Can we go get some liquor at Lupin's..?" she said softly and proceeded to stop to look around at the street behind them. "It doesn't seem like our target would be awake at this time since its almost midnight.." she mumbled softly before turning back to the boy whom sighed at her question.

"Fine." He rolled his eyes as he started walking towards the bar. Although Dazai didn't like hanging out with her, he liked the company. Even if it was of someone he disliked. As he got closer to the bar, Y/n kicked small rocks that would pat on the bottom of her shoes. She hummed as when she walked in behind the boy, taking a small whiff of the scent the alcohol the drinks had tainted the air with.

Dazai proceeded to sit at his normal stool and lean his arms against the counter. "The normal please.. oh and normal fruit punch for her please." he hummed. "Wait what?! Im fifteen! I can take alcohol just like you do!" Y/n said, a small bit of annoyance in her voice. "Cmon please?" she whined a bit before realizing their drinks had been placed infront of them.

The male rolled his eyes and glanced at her before taking a sip of the drink in his glass. "Shut up and take it." he ordered her, knowing she would listen out of fear of Mori and what he'd do if Dazai reported her to him. She groaned a bit before giving up on arguing and sipping on the punch and swinging her feet. Y/n finished the drink that was in her cup and looked up at her accomplice. "What are we gonna do after this..?" the girl mumbled as she grazed her hand across the ridges and texture in the wood.

"We could always just go back to Mori and tell him we couldn't find the target right now and maybe we could tomorrow." he said quietly as he swished the liquor around in his cup. "Or we could walk around Yokohama or something.." Dazai sighed, regretting the suggestion once the words came out of his mouth. Y/n looked up at him, her eyes lighting up a bit with excitement "Sure!" she said happily, thanking the bartender as she stood from the stool and walked to the door, her hands in her pockets.

She walked out into the cool summer night and stood there as the brown haired boy walked behind her, shutting the door as he stepped out of the bar. "Alright... what now, kid?" Dazai mumbled, a bit of disinterest in his voice.

"We could always just go look at the city skyline.." You say softly as you look at him. "Fine fine.." he hummed a small smile spreading on his lips, this was because the city skyline was his favorite place to stop and hang out by himself. He lead the way, as you followed closely behind.

—to be continued ~—
any suggestions for how the story should go ..?
(as in genres - im fine with anything 💀)