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Dazai was asleep on Kunikida’s shoulder when he had the idea to surprise Dazai for his birthday.
The next day he went to the agency, requesting help with his plan. They all agreed, after all, Dazai had always been there for them and Fukazawa believed that all of his children’s birthdays should be celebrated.
“Kunikida.” Atsushi asks, “what things does Dazai like?” The silver haired boy had realised that he didn’t know all that much about his mentor. “He doesn’t often talk about objects that he likes.” Kunikida says. Atsushi nodded and headed off. It took a few days but eventually gifts and decorations were done.
It was 8:47pm when Dazai snuck into Kunikida’s dorm, as he had finally gotten comfortable with seeking comfort. Kunikida knew that Dazai would open up if he wanted to, for now though, he was fine just holding the brunette. “I’m sorry doppo” Kunikida looks down in confusion. “im sorry” he repeats, quieter this time. Kunikida sees red on his bandages and instantly understands, pulling the bandaged man closer as he broke down into silent sobs.
The weekend, what would usually be Dazai’s least favourite two days due to being alone with his mind, were now his favourite days because he had Kunikida.
Today they were going to a cat café. Kunikida had learnt that Dazai loves cats. Once they went inside, Dazai immediately got attached to a one-eyed black cat. “It’s like me!” Dazai declared, picking up the cat. It seemed to like him. “How?” Kunikida asks. “Well, it only has one eye and my blood runs blacker then the mafia itself.” Dazai explains enthusiastically.
“You only have one eye?” Kunikida was concerned. “Technically I have both eyes but only one of them works!” Dazai answered, taking a sip of his coffee. That information took a second to sink in. “It got severely injured when I was in the mafia.” Dazai says, answering the question that hung in the air. It was a half-truth, Mori was the one to take that eye. The cat on Dazai’s lap got up and walked away. “Noooo, Kunikida I have been abandoned.” The brunette was trying to diffuse the tension and it worked, Kunikida chuckling at Dazai’s antics.
The two left after an hour, “We should take Atsushi there! He likes cats!” Dazai then began rambling on about an author he likes, the same person who wrote ‘a guide to suicide,’ the book that Dazai has read too many times to be considered normal. They passed a group of girls. “That blonde guy’s hot, you should talk to him.” One encourages another one.
Then Kunikida heard something that made his blood boil. “Yeah but look at the bandaged one.” The brown haired girl says “I bet he looks like shit under those bandages” one of them whispered, “I bet he doesn’t have a love life” another one says. With that he wraps his arm around Dazai, who had heard them too and who’s smile had slightly faded. “Don’t listen to them.” Kunikida whispers in Dazai’s ear. “It happens a lot, it’s fine. After all, they’re right.” Dazai said quietly. “No they’re not.” Kunikida insists, kissing him on the cheek. “You’re beautiful.”
Dazai knew what they were planning, it was quite obvious, at least to him.
“Checkmate.” Ranpo says triumphantly. He was playing chess against Poe, who had been loosing badly. “That’s 15-0 to me.” He was bragging. “You truly are wonderful Ranpo.” Poe says endearingly, kissing his lover on the cheek. “Get a room.” Yosano says as she walks past them, effectively flustering Poe.
Just then, Dazai kicks open the door. “THE WHORE IS HERE!” He announces, stepping into the room. “NOT EVERYONE KNOWS, IDIOT!” Ranpo yells back, effectively confusing everyone else. “Right, I’m not explaining though.” Dazai says. Yosano grabs Dazai and drags him into her office.
“Mori?” The doctor asks. “Not just him but yeah.” Dazai sounded bored. “Are you ok.” Yosano’s tone softened. “I know it can be hard to go through.” She was hoping it wasn’t what she thought it was. “It’s fine, it happened when I was in the mafia so I’ve gotten over it.” Yosano’s face twisted in concern, he was a child when he was in the mafia. “You underestimate the amount of information you can get by selling your body.” Dazai explains.
Outside, they were interrogating Ranpo on what they don’t know about. “Ask him not me.” Ranpo said from his position on Poe’s lap. He was bored and wanted to get back to winning at chess. “Or Yosano, she seems to know.” Karl waddled off to go eat the grapes Naomi left for him. “Ranpo, can you teach me how to play chess.” Kenji asks, unknowingly changing the subject. “Of course!” Ranpo grinned.
Dazai’s birthday was in one day and Fukazawa was trying to keep Ranpo from burning the agency down while trying to make a cake. Kunikida hits him over the head. “THAT SAYS ONE QUARTER CUP, NOT ONE CUP YOU IDIOT!” Kunikida, ever the perfectionist, was scolding Ranpo for getting the measurements wrong. “NAOMI! HELP!” Kunikida hears Atsushi yell. Naomi and Kunikida end up doing it all, they were the only ones trusted with cooking.
And with that, the cake was done and decorated.
The next day they set everything up, getting ready for Dazai to arrive. “HAPPY BIRTHDAY!” They yell as he walks in the door. Dazai smiles, not one of his over-the-top exaggerated smiles, but a small, genuine one, the corners of his eyes crinkling. “Thank you” Dazai says, he sounded surprised but he already knew what was happening. Karl waddles over, carrying a small gift. “Poe, he’s so smart!” Dazai exclaims patting Karl’s head.
“Dazai.” Kunikida says, drawing his attention away from the small animal. He was holding a bouquet made of red, white and yellow roses. “Awww. Thank you Kunikida!” He says, embracing the taller man. “Is everyone here gay?” Yosano says sarcastically. “DONT YOU TALK,” Ranpo yells, “I KNOW THAT YOU’RE WITH KŌYŌ!” Yosano looked confused “how..?” She said. “I KNOW EVERYTHING, BITCH!” Ranpo yells triumphantly.
Kunikida and Dazai were just sitting and watching this interaction play out. Dazai looks up at Kunikida. “I love you, Doppo.” He said, catching Kunikida off guard. “I love you too, Osamu.” He replies fondly before getting pulled into a kiss by Dazai.
“Thank you, for everything.” Dazai said, voice soft. “Thank you so much.”