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-> double black [part six] 18+

-> Chuuya x 1stPOV!F!Reader x Dazai

-> Who knew getting fired from work could lead to this?

-> Content: SMUT, slight angst, violence, murder, swearing

The case is concluded and Chuuya collects his prize. [Chuuya x 1stPOV!F!Reader x Dazai]

3,461 words

warning: mentions of violence, murder, nsfw, smut, slight voyeurism

note: so i lied, there is one more part, which will be nothing but smut so be excited for that hehe

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My ability is called Hell Hath No Fury and it gives me the ability to make a perfect clone of myself that is fueled by the anger, rage, pain and despair that dwells inside of me, and has been inside of me since I was small. The anger isn't something that's just there, I've been through a lot of things in my life that left my weary soul full of the negative emotions that powers my clone. I don't particularly like using my clone, as she could be quite scary. Like anger and hatred, she could be very hard to control sometimes.

"She is quite scary, huh?" Dazai hummed, voice full of humor as I told him about my ability, us now back at the ADA. I sat at my desk, shoulders slumped. "Took me by surprise~"

I laughed softly at him, shaking my head as I read the official report that was written at the conclusion of the Taichi investigation. There was an unreadable look on my face as I read through the text, Dazai swaying his chair from side to side beside me.

"It says that Taichi was killed by the drug dealer..." I repeated, grimacing as I recalled Chuuya shooting the same man right in his head. "I don't... know how to feel about this."

I was the one who killed Taichi, yet here I was, sitting at my desk in the ADA office with no consequences coming my way. Further reports say that the drug dealer soon met his own demise due to the retribution from the Port Mafia, which wasn't an exact lie.

"Just go along with it, Bella. The only ones who know the truth are-"

"I can't believe you would do something so... incredibly stupid." I winced as soon as Kunikida started barreling down on me, sighing as he continued to lecture me.

Of course, we had to tell Fukuzawa, as well as the rest of the core members of the ADA what happened. It was only fair, considering we had to make sure the story was solid. It was rather nerve wracking to say the least, and in total me fashion, I had cried right in front of the President.

I thought I would get fired, but all I got was a week's suspension. "Get some rest," Fukuzawa said to me, leaning back in his chair. "You're going to need it." I nodded my head, standing up and bowing to him quickly before I left his office.

"I guess I'll see you guys soon," I said to the others, holding my bag full of belongings in my hands. I gave them all one last wave before walking out of the office, aware of Dazai following behind me. As always, I chose to walk down the stairs, only going down two flights before I turned on my heel, dropping my bag and wrapping my arms tight around the taller man.

"Oof," Dazai gasped out before he wrapped his arms around me, chuckling a bit as he gave me a squeeze. "It's not like you'll be gone forever."

I sighed, keeping my face pressed against his chest. "I know. I think all the adrenaline from... everything finally left and now I honestly feel like shit. I'm so tired, Osamu."

"... would you like me to come with you?" Dazai asked and I shook my head, giving him a playful, scolding look.

"You need to finish that report, you lazy bastard," I replied, Dazai already whining and I rolled my eyes. "Call me later?"

Dazai stopped whining, gently cupping my face with his hand. He leaned in and kissed me, stealing my breath away as he always had. He smirked at my flushed face, stepping back. "Yeah. Now go."

I left him by the stairs, making my way back to my apartment. Now that I had a week off, I wasn't sure what I should do. I guess doing was Fukuzawa said and just resting would be a good thing, seeing as I was tired, both physically and emotionally.

But even as I try to sleep, I find myself tossing and turning, waking up every hour. I slumped on my back, letting out a frustrated breath as I stared at the ceiling.

"You know, bella... you're disrupting my beauty sleep," Dazai spoke from beside me and I rolled my eyes, huffing out a breath. Dazai chuckled softly, laying one arm under his head while the other rested over his tummy. "This will pass in time."

I sighed softly. "It's weird... I don't regret it."

"But you still took a life."

"Did you feel this way when you first killed someone?"

"... I honestly don't remember. When you're surrounded by nothing but darkness and carnage for a long time, stuff like that is nothing to be concerned about."

I frowned. "When you were in the Port Mafia... you were partners with Chuuya, right?"

"Like I said, we were the best~" Dazai sang and I smiled softly.

"Just imagining the two of you fighting together is kinda scary..."

"Well, when you have someone like Chuuya and the youngest executive in Port Mafia history, yeah, we were pretty scary!"

I choked. "You were an executive?!" I exclaimed in shock. I thought about Chuuya, and how he worked alongside the Leader of the Port Mafia himself. Dazai was that powerful? And with someone like Chuuya...?

"That's..."

"Terrifying?"

"Hot."

Dazai sputtered, bursting out into a fit of laughter. "You like dangerous men?"

I grinned widely, finally turning to cuddle against him. "Blame it on the daddy issues," I answered, making him snort. "Why did you leave?"

"You should try to get some sleep," Dazai replied, changing the subject and I shrugged my shoulders.

"Yeah, though I won't be surprised if I can't," I mumbled unhappily, shifting a bit to get comfortable. I closed my eyes, hearing Dazai chuckled softly as I started to doze off.

Unsurprisingly, I slept like shit that night, my eyes were sore, the bags under my eyes puffy and dark. I groaned, waving Dazai goodbye tiredly as he left in the morning, heading to work after I scolded him for trying to sleep in and skip work.

The door closed behind him and I let myself fall back on my couch, just staring into nothing for a while before I grabbed my phone, pressing on Keiko's contact and calling her. She didn't answer.

After pressing the button on the side of her phone to end the incoming call, Keiko sighed nervously as she approached the man sitting in the desk before her, hands shaking as she placed down a large, thick envelope.

"Here you go. That's all of it," she said softly, quickly withdrawing her hands away and clasping them together against her chest.

Chuuya watched her carefully, noticing just how scared and timid Keiko was acting, and he honestly didn't blame her, not after what she's been through, and especially how Taichi continued to throw her under the bus, even after his death.

"I swear... I had nothing to do with what he was doing..." her voice trembled and Chuuya sighed deeply. He dug into his drawer, producing a cigarette for both himself and Keiko. She allowed him to light hers for her and there was a silence as they each took a drag.

"I believe you," Chuuya started, leaning back in his seat. "He used your name to open that offshore account and the safety deposit box, making sure not to have this all trail back to him." Keiko hung her head and Chuuya thought back to when he first saw her. She was way more outgoing and cheerful, and admittingly had a very sensual, attractive aura that even he himself would be into if she hadn't been with Taichi.

It was a shame to see that all gone, all because of one coward. It pissed Chuuya off immensely. She was essentially betrayed by someone she trusted, and Chuuya could relate to that all too well.

"But, everything is finally coming to a close with all the money Taichi stole from us coming back. Don't worry, Keiko, our investigation makes it more than clear that you are innocent in this. You have nothing to worry about," Chuuya said, but Keiko still looked troubled. She said my name softly and he looked at her questionably.

"What about her...?" she asked softly. "Is she clear?"

"You did see the official report, right?" Chuuya replied in turn, taking another drag from his cigarette. Keiko nodded silently. "It wasn't that hard to form the story. There was at least some truth to it. The drug dealer was as good as dead... as well as Taichi. She just beat us to it. We can let this slide."

Keiko sighed in relief, taking another drag from her own cigarette. "That's a relief... I was worried about what would happen to her."

"Nothing," Chuuya answered. "And we will be keeping an eye on her for a while too."

Keiko nodded in understanding. "I'm still worried about her, though. She's been having a hard time sleeping and I'm sure it's just... everything finally getting to her..." Keiko sighed deeply, rubbing her eyebrows. "But I don't know what to do... she's in this mess because of me, I wanna help her but I don't even know how to help myself!"

"And that should be your main focus right now," Chuuya spoke, crossing his arms over his chest. "Don't worry about her. I'll take care of her."

"But why?" Keiko questioned. "It's not like you care about her. Or love her."

Chuuya rolled his eyes. "There's no love there, but she's... fun."

Keiko snorted at that. "She's not one for love and relationships. I guess that's why she's involved with you, and Dazai. There's a mutual understanding there, and I guess if it works for you guys, then it's okay. But-"

Chuuya quirked an eyebrow. "But?"

"She's still sensitive. She wears her heart on her sleeve, so even if there really is no love here, I'm sure she still cares for you guys. That's just how she is. So I ask... just don't hurt her. That's all. If it all ends... just make sure she doesn't get hurt." Keiko clenched her fists. "I don't know what I'll do to you if she does."

Chuuya just stared at her, pleasantly surprised. He let out a short laugh. "Are you threatening me?"

"Yes."

Chuuya grinned, laughing again as he shook his head. The loyalty in this friendship was honestly a sight to see. It was refreshing. "I don't usually respond well to threats, so I'll let this slide. You've done all you can do, so you can head on home if you want. If you're lucky, we won't see each other again."

"Well, if you're still seeing my best friend, we probably will," Keiko said, standing up, feeling a little less nervous. "Goodbye, Chuuya. Stay safe out there."

Chuuya nodded. "I hope you can heal and become your old self again. It's sad to not see that pretty smile on your face."

Keiko blushed brightly. "Shameless flirt," she shot at him playfully, turning away from him to leave. Chuuya laughed loudly from his desk.

"So, are you okay now?" I asked Keiko over the phone, her telling me about her meeting with Chuuya. She first apologized for ignoring my call, but it didn't bother me that much. I was only glad that she was doing okay.

"Yeah, I'm alright. Gonna spend the rest of the day home and figure out what to do."

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"Well... I'm thinking of going away for a while. Maybe for six months... just to heal and find myself again."

"Six months?! What about your job?"

"I quit. I want to start my life over again, but I love Yokohama, so I figured... I can get another job when I come back! I'm gonna sell my condo too!"

I was stunned. "I... but where do you plan on even going?!"

"Hm... maybe Europe? I'm not sure yet. Are you... okay with me leaving?"

"Of course! I support you with everything you do in your life. I just want you to be safe and okay..."

"I'm glad. I'm pretty determined, but don't worry! I will always come home!"

Keiko and I talked for a while after that, a smile on my face as we ended the call. I was happy to see that Keiko was trying to turn her life around, proud of her for being so strong. It was rather inspiring, and helped me to gain my own strength to get my shit together as well.

The day went on, and I was in the kitchen making an early dinner when there was a knock on my door. I was annoyed, thinking it was Dazai flaking out on work again, but as I opened my door, I was surprised to see a certain red head at my door.

"Chuuya?"

"Wow. You look like shit."

I rolled my eyes and scoffed, turning and walking back into my kitchen, Chuuya following behind me.

"Gee, thanks."

"What are you doing?"

"Cooking an early dinner. You want some?"

"Yeah, sure."

It wasn't long until Chuuya and I sat across from each other, chowing down on some food and filling our bellies.

"So, what's up?" I asked him, drinking some water. Chuuya was still stuffing his face, almost choking at one point before he downed his glass of water to save himself.

"Well," Chuuya coughed. "I came here to collect my prize."

I blinked. "Your prize? What are- oh," I rolled my eyes, shaking my head. That stupid race Dazai proposed. Chuuya was the one who figured it all out first, and I was the prize for the lucky winner. "So, you wanna have sex later then? I'm cool with that."

Chuuya scoffed and crossed his arms over his chest. "No. Well, yes, but no. Not yet. I'm taking you somewhere."

I raised my eyebrows. "Where?"

"Shut up and don't worry about it. You'll see when you get there."

I narrowed my eyes at him, just wondering what the fuck he was up to. What could it possibly be that he wouldn't tell me what his plan was? It was rather suspicious and I began to grow wary.

But we finished eating and Chuuya didn't even give me a chance to pack before he dragged me out of my apartment. I managed to get my keys, phone and purse, and I gave him the stink eye the entire time I was stuck in the backseat of a fancy car with him.

"Are you having me killed?"

"I will if you don't shut up."

I scoffed, crossing my arms over my chest as Chuuya took me to my supposed doom. But we arrived at our destination, and I was extremely confused as I looked up at the rather luxurious hotel. I didn't get the chance to question it, Chuuya leading me inside. We were immediately greeted by the hotel attendants, and led to the elevator. We rode it all the way to the top floor, the attendant leaving us alone as the doors opened and we walked out into the hallway.

"Chuuya..." I let out a small breath as he led me inside the penthouse, my jaw dropping as I took my first look at the very luxurious space. "What is this?"

"Keiko told me you were having a rough time," Chuuya spoke, taking off his hat and then his jacket, hanging them up carefully. "I figured this would help you. Full body massages, jacuzzi, anything you could ever want to just... relax. It's all here."

"But... Chuuya, you didn't have to," I whispered, still in awe with my face heated up.

"Well, just deal with it," Chuuya huffed.

"Isn't this expensive though?"

"It's nothing. Just... think about this as my prize. Taking care of you."

Now my face was burning hot, Chuuya's own flushed red. I gave him a look, his words making me smile a bit despite how flustered they made me.

"You sound like a sugar daddy."

He didn't respond. That made me giggle. "How long will we be here."

"For the week, until you get back to work."

"But how did you..." I trailed off, gasping when Chuuya gave me a light push further into the penthouse.

It was an amazing, large open area space with a full kitchen, all the top appliances, a flat screen and a huge king size bed. The bathroom was just as fabulous, the large soaker tub calling my name.

"Oh, I need to get in that," I declared, making Chuuya laugh lightly. He watched as I looked around the bathroom, taking it upon himself to start filling up the tub. I turned to him and smirked. "Will you join me?"

"Like you have to ask that."

After finding a nice smelling bath bomb to put in the tub, Chuuya and I undressed and carefully climbed inside, sighing blissfully as the hot water immediately began to relax our muscles. I sat between Chuuya's legs, my back against his chest and my head resting against his shoulder. My eyes were closed, Chuuya's strong hands roaming all over my body.

"Tired?" Chuuya asked me softly and I sighed, nodding my head.

"Yeah... like Keiko said, I've been having a shit time sleeping," I answered, turning my head to lightly kiss Chuuya's jaw lightly. "But maybe a relaxing massage would help. Oh, but it's kinda late, huh? The masseuse would be gone by now."

Chuuya's hands continue to roam my body, one moving south. I let out a deep sigh when he began to rub circles on my clit.

"Yeah... but I can think of other ways to make you sleep," Chuuya whispered in my ear before he bit into my earlobe. I sigh again, Chuuya then capturing my lips with his own.

After making me cum on his fingers in the tub, we finished up in there before we found ourselves tangled up in the sheets of the king sized bed. Chuuya had my legs thrown over his shoulders, his cock plunging deep into me with every thrust he made.

"You're mine..." Chuuya breathed out, hissing and moaning from the pleasure. "... for the entire week... gonna make sure the only name you know is mine." He growled, clenching the sheets on either side of me tightly in his fists.

"Oh, yes, yes yes!" I cried out, back arching off my bed, eyes going wide as a voice that was not Chuuya's spoke up.

"Oh, that's just cute."

Whipping our heads around, we were shocked to see a certain detective standing at the foot of the bed, lecherous grin on his pretty face. We froze, Chuuya's cock still inside me, my heart pounding in my chest.

"Dazai?!" I shrieked.

"How the fuck did you get in here?!" Chuuya followed, glaring at the man. "What the hell?!"

"You can't hide things from me~" Dazai sang, not even hiding the fact that he was enjoying what he was seeing, his eyes slowly trailing over both of our naked bodies. "I was wondering why you called me to ask about her schedule... so I did some digging."

Chuuya hung his head, gritting his teeth in annoyance. "I am going to kill you."

Dazai laughed heartily, waving his hand dismissively. "No, no! Don't let me disturb you! I can watch! You guys were having so much fun!"

Before Chuuya could even react, he ended up groaning, his wide blue eyes finding mine. "Did you... fucking like that?" he asked and I stuttered a bit. "Do you want him to watch us?"

Another chill went down my spine at the thought and Chuuya groaned again as I clenched tightly around him. Chuuya cursed, feeling his cock twitch inside of me. He cursed again, becoming more overcome with arousal.

"Interesting," he breathed out, small puffs of air hitting my face. He smirked slightly, glancing back at Dazai. "This brings back memories."

"Fond memories," Dazai hummed and I looked back and forth between the two of them questionably.

"What are you guys talking about?"

Both of their eyes were now on me, and the intensity of their gazes made me gasp sharply, another chill going down my spine.

"Why have him just watch," Chuuya began, nuzzling his face against my neck. "When he can join us? Oh, fuck, you squeezed me so tightly just now..."

I trembled, heart hammering in my chest at the mere idea. A threesome? With Chuuya and Dazai. Looking over, I catch Dazai slipping off his tan jacket, gulping as he started to work on getting his shirt off.

"We have a week, right? Oh, this is going to be so much fun."

-End

#bsd x reader #chuuya x reader #dazai x reader #chuuya smut #dazai smut #bsd smut #yeehaw were finally on the home stretch

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chuuaku-x-dazatsu · 4 years

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for justanothermultifan

chuuaku - hugs, nightmares, & pre-mission pep talks

hugs

don’t get him wrong, aku loved receiving hugs from chuuya. chuuya knew that his boyfriend was extremely touch starved from his upbringing, and made it his personal goal to always shower aku in affection to show how much he cared. aku would never admit it, but he honestly found it kind of cute.

but when chuuya had him in a death grip when he had plans and needed to leave, the last thing aku would describe chuuya’s affection as would be “cute”.

“chuuya-san, i need to head to the store-“

“but it’s eight in the morning ryu!” chuuya exclaimed dramatically from behind aku. chuuya was the big spoon, so it was easy for him to capture aku and make him unable to get out of bed. “go later! we shouldn’t even be up at this hour on a sunday! plus, you’re warm.” for emphasis, chuuya snuggled into aku’s nape and gave it a small kiss. aku could feel the heat rise to his face at his boyfriend’s actions.

aku squirmed a bit more before sighing in defeat. even if he could wrangle himself out, chuuya would probably chase after him and tackle him to the floor.

aku grumbled, crossing his arms and slightly puffing his cheecks. chuuya called it his “pout face”, something that aku did not believe for one second. he was akutagawa ryunosuke. he did not pout.

“awww,” chuuya cooed, kissing the shell of aku’s ear. he laughed at the squeak noise that followed. “baby’s upset that he couldn’t get away, huh?”

aku turned his head to finally make eye contact with his boyfriend, trying to be intimidating despite his red face. “shut up and go back to sleep.”

chuuya chuckled and placed a kiss on aku’s cheek, putting his head back on the pillow for hours of peaceful sleep.

nightmares

aku’s nightmares are about two things:

one, chuuya leaving him.

and two, dazai.

nightmare chuuya is with a woman, beautiful with a sweet smile that turns devilish when she sees aku. she laughs at him manically, pointing a finger at him like a cliché high school bully. chuuya steps by her side, puts his arm around her waist and joins her, calling aku every insult in the book and says that he would never love someone as disgusting and ugly as aku. chuuya is a god compared to him, sunset orange locks and beautiful ice blue eyes are forever superior to his strange black, white-tipped hair and boring hateful grey eyes. all the insecurities aku tells himself he he shouldn’t have scream at him, nightmare chuuya and his woman laughing away.

the dazai nightmare is always the same. they’re training, aku doing the best he can to impress dazai, to get just the smallest amount of praise, to know that he’s getting stronger. but dazai doesn’t care. he points out aku’s flaws and how his strategies rely too much on brute force and his ability, that he should be smart for once and think of strategies that isn’t just slaughtering enemies left and right.

the chuuya nightmare makes him wake up crying.

the dazai nightmare makes him wake up screaming.

it doesn’t matter which nightmare he has, chuuya is there, right by his side, ready to hold aku in his arms and be okay with either words or silence. chuuya’s there, rubbing comforting circles into his back and doing everything he can to make his boyfriend fall back asleep.

after the chuuya nightmare, aku is gifted his sweet words about how beautiful he is, how chuuya loves the mere sight of him, and how he outshines the sun.

after the dazai nightmare, chuuya talks about all the missions he’s completed and how strong he’s become. chuuya says that he will make dazai pay in the worst way possible for fucking aku up so badly, in a way that he knows that can never be recovered from, aku’s protest falling on deaf ears.

and at the end of both, chuuya cups his cheeks and gives aku a long and deep kiss. when they part, chuuya whispers:

“I love you.”

pre-mission pep talks

“you can say that you’re nervous, ryu.”

“don’t call me that in public. the others might hear you.”

“i’ll listen to you when you start listening to me.”

they had been dating for three years now, so chuuya knew about aku’s habits when expressing emotions. when sad, he would blink and lot and breathe heavily to stop his tears from falling. when happy, his eyes became softer to let his guard down.

when nervous, he paced back and forth and kept his eyes on the ground, so he could mask it has being impatient.

and that’s what aku was doing for the past half hour.

when aku had walked close enough to chuuya, the redhead grabbed his arm and made aku look at him. try as he might, it was clear to chuuya (or clear to anyone, really) that aku was on the verge of a breakdown. his lips were trembling, eyes big and wide, and the longer chuuya held onto his arm, he began to shake more.”

“ryu,” chuuya’s voice was soft as he cupped his boyfriend’s cheek. aku automatically leaned into the touch, lowering his head so that they could kiss. the others could only hear them, so the aku didn’t have to worry about them getting caught like before. when they parted, chuuya asked, “you okay with telling me what’s wrong?”

aku bit his lip and looked at the ground. chuuya knew that aku was bad with eye contact, so he didn’t try to turn his boyfriend’s head as aku spoke.

“it’s just...” chuuya was slightly shocked at how vulnerable his boyfriend sounded. “this is the first mission we’ve ever had together, and i.... i don’t want to let you down.”

chuuya swallowed down the small laugh that threatened to escape. he had a non-malicious reason for it, but aku had a habit of jumping to conclusions and would assume that chuuya was laughing at him, and that was something chuuya didn’t want at all. the redhead took aku’s hands in own and gave them a light squeeze. he sighed, looking up at aku’s slightly confused face.

“i’ve helped train you for years now; i’ve seen how you’ve improved. rashomon requires it’s user to use different and unique strategies in combat, something you excel at. you can use it for attacking, defending, and oh!” chuuya stopped himself and snickered. aku had absolutely no idea what was going on in his boyfriend’s head.

“and you can protect me!”

it took all of chuuya’s willpower not to burst out laughing as aku tore his hands away and a blush exploded onto his face. it was the exact same face he made when chuuya would give him a ton of compliments, and he would try to deny all of them.

“w-wh-what do you mean by that!?” chuuya covered his mouth, desperate to stop his laughter. “you’re much stronger than me! you could crush all of those guys before I could even walk in the room! the only reason black lizard and i are here is because the boss said so! if anything, you should be protecting me from th-”

chuuya tugged on aku’s cravat to bring their faces closer together before sealing the distance completely with a slightly rough kiss. but chuuya developed a habit of being a little too forward when it came to showing aku that he was loved. aku learned quickly that his self-esteem issues was something that chuuya did not allow.

when the two finally broke away for air, chuuya let out a small chuckle.

“let’s protect each other, okay?”

#oh my god im so sorry #im so stupid #i should've been done with this like a week ago #but then writer's block broke into my house and stole my dogs #again im sorry #and yes i did shorten it to aku #chuuaku #akutagawa ryunosuke #bsd #fic #chuuya nakahara #bungou stray dogs

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yatokamiii · 7 years

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Her big day

part two of our little girl but it can be read by itself

implied mpreg so avoid this if you’re not into that

"Hey mom, can I talk to you?" Miya asked as people slowly left the venue where the rehersal dinner was held. Chuuya could tell by Miya's face and tone that something was wrong.

"Of course, what's wrong?" He replied as he grabbed her small hand and led her to an available table. Miya took a deep breath as she sat down and looked down at the white table cloth draped over the table top.

"I'm really nervous about tomorrow." Her voice was shakey and her eyes became glassy.

"Sweetheart it's going to be perfect." Chuuya said in a calm and soft voice as he held her hands tighter and pulled her into a hug, absorbing her soft sobs into his jacket. "Shh it's okay, everything's okay." He comforted his little girl. He ran his hand slowly over her long, chocolate brown hair that she got from Dazai.

"Chuuya are you ready to-" Dazai began to call out but stopped when he saw the state that his daughter was in. "Hey Miya, what's wrong?" Miya pulled her head back from Chuuya's chest and wiped hre tears.

"I'm terrified. What if tomorrow isn't everything I want it to be?" Miya sniffled and looked down in her lap.

"Honey look at me." Dazai guided her head up with a soft finger under her chin, forcing her to make eye contact with him. dazai stared into the ocean eyes that came from Chuuya. "Tomorrow is your day, and I promise that it will be everything you want and more. I'll make sure of it." He said with a voice as smooth as caramel and a touvh as light as a feather. Miya smiled a bit and wrapped her arms around her father's neck.

"Thanks dad." She breathed and buried her face into Dazai's neeck, relaxing when she felt the familiar bandaged arms wrap around her waist.

"Miya sat in front of the mirror and took a deep breath. She stared at her refelction and clenched her hands a bit, anxiety still coursing through her body and worst case scenarios playing through her head.

"Miya darling, arre you alright?" Kouyou asked as she brought all of Miya's har behind her shoulders and began sectioning it out.

"Just some pre-ceremony anxiety." Miya sighed.

"Of course you're anxious dear, it's quite possubly the biggest day of your life. But the important thing is to focus on the fact that you're here, and there's a man out there waiting to spend the rest of his life with you." Kouyou explained softly. Miya's shoulders relaxed as she listened to the calming sensation of her grandma's voice. "I remember when Chuuya was having pre-ceremony anxiety. I couldn't get him to sit still for the life of me. He just kept pacing and clenching his fists just like you were."

"Was he really that anxious?"

"Sweetheart I don't think words could ever explain how anxious he was." Kouyou laughed, causing MIya to crack a smile. Kouyou pinched the girls cheeks. "There's that beautiful smile." Miya laughed as she gently swatted her hands away.

"Knock knock." Chuuya's voice rang as he slowly opened the door. "Can I come in?"

"Of course." Kouyou answered as the door opened fully and Chuuya stepped inside, closing it after him.

"Look at my little girl on her wedding day." Chuuya smiled as he took in his daughter's appearance. "You look so beautiful." He grabbed her hand and stood in front of her. "Are you feeling better since last night?"

"Actually, yeah. Grandma helped me out. She told me about how anxious you were before marrying dad."

"You told her about that?" Chuuya snapped his eyes up to Kouyou who just shrugged nonchalantly. "I told quite a few people about that." Chuuya sighed and placed a hand over his slightly blushing cheeks. Miya bursted into laughter.

"Oh my god I never thought I'd ever see you blush!" She shouted and continued laughing.

"Do you see what you've done? I'm never gonna live that down." Chuuya looked at Kouyou, who just responded with another shrug before continuing Miya's hair.

~~~ Miya took another deep breath as the back of her dress was zipped up. She stared at the pure white gown in the mirror. The dress was strapless and hugged Miya's chest and waist like a corset, silver jewels lining the top. The rest of the dress slowly flared out until it reached the floor, the train running about two feet behind Miya's feet. Her veil reached the middle of her back, a small lace lining running around the edge. Her hair was pulled into an elegant bun with a braid wrapped around it. She smiled at her refelction. She felt beautiful.

"You look absolutely stunning." Miya quickly turned around to meet the loving haze of her dad. He was leaning against the doorway of her dressing room, hands in his black dress pants. Miya sighed and smiled widely at the sight. "I couldn't be more proud of you, Miya." He smiled at her as he walked over. Miya stepped over and ran into her dad's open arms.

"Thank you dad." She breathed. "Are you wearing cologne?" She asked and pulled her face away from Dazai's chest.

"Yes. Is it too much?"

"When you bury your face in it, yeah it is." Miya coughed a bit before backing up. "I'm sure itll dull a bit before the ceremony starts." They both laughed until their sides hurt. As their laughter quieted, Chuuya knocked on the door frame.

"Ready to start?" Chuuya looked to MIya. She shighed before standing up straight and giving a quick nod.

"Yes I am."

Chuuya stood, arms linked with his future son-in-law, Satoru. He bit his lip a bit as he watched the bridesmaids and groomsmen walk up the aisle one by one. Chuuya could sense the tension in the man's shoulders.

"Relax, Satoru. Everything will be fine." Chuuya smiled up at the man. He exhaleda deep breath.

"I'm actually not anxious, I just can't believe that I'm about to enter a life long bond with the love of my life." He smiled at the thought of her. "I never thought I'd be here." Chuuya smiled at the kind words that were spoken about his daughter.

"She's lucky to be marrying a guy like you. I couldn't ask for anyone better." Chuuya pat the other's forearm as it came to be their time to walk forward. They walked at the same slow pace, smiles plastered on both of their faces. Chuuya brought Satoru all the way to the alter and held his arm until he was in position. Chuuya smiled as he walked over to his seat nearest to the aisle.

Soon, everyone rose to their feet as Dazai and Miya came into view. Miya held Dazai's left arm as he rested his hand on top of one of her arms. His eyes were visibly tearing up as they walked slowly to the elegant music that sounded through the venue. Miya smiled as she looked at all the happy faces of her friends and family and smiled back to all of them. The sound of cameras clicking and small comments on her appearance could be faintly heard as the passed rows of seats. They soon reached the alter as Dazai turned and kissed the side if his daughter's hair before releasing her arm and walking over next to Chuuya, who had small tears running down his cheeks. Dazai took his thumb and dried Chuuya's eyes before giving him a small kiss on his forehead.

"Look at that, our little girl, getting married." Dazai admired the sight of Miya and Satoru standing on the alter, facing each other with smiles on their faces. He rested a hand on Chuuya's thigh, and Chuuya rested his own hand on top of Dazai's.

"I couldn't be happier.

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this was actually gonna be its own seperate one-shot but then someone asked me to write a domestic family soukoku fic so I just kinda molded the two together

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