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Ranpo wasn’t big on dating. The idea of being so vulnerable and intimate with other people always scared him. Especially the fact that if people weren’t accepting of him something very bad could happen very easily. He thought that no one would ever understand him enough for him to give his love to them. He had quite frankly given up on love.
Dazai had a secret. One that had only been known by his ex-partner and his only friend who had passed away years ago. Even his boss wasn’t aware of it, but after so many years he was tired of hiding himself from the world and closing himself off from accepting anyone’s love. He thought there was no hope left for him to ever have a partner.
With the two smartest heads in the agency against each other, they had managed to keep their secret from one another. Maybe it was the fact that they kept telling themselves they were just making things up when they had their suspicions, but for the past two years, no one knew.
That of course didn’t mean they didn’t constantly give each other small smiles from across the room or left little notes for each other when they were bored. Before they even knew it Dazai and Ranpo were the closest to each other than anyone in the agency. They felt as if their brains just clicked and it felt nice to finally have someone on the same level as them. And that was that, they remained close friends and kept their relationship pretty reserved.
That was until one day Dazai left an interesting note on Ranpo’s desk, and the next thing they knew they were all over each other in a storage closet. They didn’t even know how it happened, but neither of them were upset about it. They had quickly realized that their relationship had exceeded past friendship long ago and this felt like a good way to solidify that. Dazai slid his hands up Ranpo’s neck, kissing him as he gently brushed a thumb along his ear. Ranpo shivered at the touch, placing one hand around Dazai’s waist and the other against his cheek. He couldn’t explain it but Ranpo felt a weird sense of safety around Dazai, which was odd considering the type of guy he is.
Since Ranpo had had his top surgery paid for by Fukuzawa and Dazai had paid for his own while in the mafia, neither of them had to worry about if the other were to get too touchy-feely. They were a bit hesitant to take things any further than they currently had, but it was unlikely to happen considering the fact that they were pressed up between a wall and a large metal shelf.
This happened on numerous occasions over the next few weeks and eventually, they started making out in Dazai’s apartment rather than a dark closet. It was during their second time at Dazai’s that Dazai suddenly let out, “Hey, are we...dating?”
Ranpo froze immediately after the words left Dazai’s mouth. He stopped and stared at Dazai mid-kiss before releasing his lips and responding, “Yes….I suppose so.” Ranpo went silent for a few seconds before continuing, “But first, there’s something I need to tell you.”
Dazai slightly raised an eyebrow in concern, before thinking for a few moments and responding. “There’s….something I need to tell you too.”
After agreeing to say it at the same time, they counted down from three before blurting out,
“I’m tra-” Their eyes simultaneously widened, before Dazai suddenly broke into laughter. His laugh must have been contagious since Ranpo was chuckling along with him a few moments later.
“No fucking way, are you kidding me? I kept telling myself I was crazy and just desperate to find someone else like me anytime my mind noticed something. I guess my brain hasn’t failed me then.” Dazai slumped onto the couch as he attempted to process everything.
Ranpo slid in beside him, a small smirk curling up the edge of his lip, “I shouldn’t have doubted my Ultra Deduction, I should know by now that my ability lets me see through anything, no matter how much I want it.” Ranpo’s smirk grew into a more genuine grin as he placed his head onto Dazai’s shoulder. “Haaaah, well, I’m starving. We should order delivery. I say pizza.”
Dazai agreed and called up the nearest place that delivered, but by the time the food had arrived Ranpo had drifted off to sleep, still lying against his shoulder. Dazai managed to weasel his way off the couch when the doorbell rang, making sure to guide Ranpo’s head down so he wouldn’t fall. He took the food, giving a generous tip due to his lifted mood from now officially having a boyfriend, and placed the bag on the counter.
Dazai was going to put the pizza in the fridge and wait until Ranpo woke up, but a second after placing the food on the counter Ranpo’s head shot up from behind the back of the couch and he took a large breath in. “Mmm, the food smells amazing.” He took a second sniff before making a face as if he noticed something odd. “Do I smell….chocolate?”
Dazai smirked at Ranpo’s words, digging into the paper bag and pulling out a small box. He opened it to reveal a miniature lava cake.
Ranpo crept forward and took the cake out of Dazai’s hands, looking at it as if he was just handed a million dollars. Ranpo lifted his head to meet Dazai’s eyes. “Wow, one day as boyfriends, and you already know me so well ~.”
“Heh, you sound like me when you talk in that voice. And have some pizza before you eat that at least.” Ranpo shot Dazai a dirty look before reluctantly placing the lava cake down and opening the pizza box to grab a slice. He basically vacuumed it into his mouth before Dazai’s eyes before happily rummaging through Dazai’s kitchen for a fork and savoring his first bite of the cake.
“No complaining now!” he said with a mischievous smile before taking another bite. Dazai smiled back and pulled off a slice from the pie. He thought it was pretty good for greasy delivery.
Once he had finished he stepped up to Ranpo, who was just about to place another spoonful into his mouth. Before he could, though, Dazai had locked his lips onto Ranpo’s, who despite the sudden kiss seemed to be pleasantly surprised by it. That was of course until Dazai leaned back and stole the bite of cake sitting on the spoon.
“What the hell Dazai!” Ranpo tried to be mad but the face Dazai made as he tried to hold in his laughter made Ranpo cover his mouth to hide his own smile. He gently bopped the top of Dazai’s head with the spoon before continuing eating with a pout plastered on his lips.
Once they were done eating they made their way back to the couch, and Dazai landed another kiss, tasting the remnants of chocolate on Ranpo’s lips.
Ranpo pulled back and licked his lips, “So, now that we’re a thing, how about a fancy date? I vote ice cream and a nice murder case.”
Dazai licked his own lips and stared into Ranpo’s piercing green eyes. “Sounds pretty good to me. But right now I’m tired, so how about we sleep. We can do that another day.”
Before Ranpo could even respond, Dazai pulled Ranpo down with him onto the couch and hugged him tightly. He relaxed his arms a bit and closed his eyes, and in just seconds he was dead asleep under Ranpo.