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Dazai stared at his glass of wine, pretending to look interested in it. They were dragged along to an ADA-Port Mafia party that was celebrating a victory or something, it wasn’t that important to him personally that’s all they could remember at that moment. He didn’t want to go but he was dragged along by his partner Ranpo and his subordinate Atsushi. Everyone else was having a good time except him. Kouyou, Mori, Kunikida, and Fukuzawa were talking about the Port Mafia and ADA. Ranpo was playing with Karl with Poe (who apparently snuck in somehow, probably by Ranpo) and Yosano. Atsushi was dancing with both of his partners, Junichiro and Akutagawa. Naomi was flirting with Kirako as they drank cranbery juice. Their ex was nowhere in sight. “God I hope Chuuya’s not here”, he murmured under his breath. He didn’t exactly hate the ginger-haired gravity manipulator but didn’t want to see him at this moment. But then God decided to curse him (if there truly was one) at that moment. There was Chuuya, leaning against the wall next to him, most likely drunken from drinking too much wine. “Hey Mackerel! It’s been awhilee” The ginger slurred. He started approaching him, pinning him to a wall. All mighty and holy nonexisten God, Osamu Dazai never wanted to die more than this moment. “Hey Chibi! Still drinking your problems away I see?” He responded back, covering up the panic he held inside he previously had. Chuuya raised his glass to his mouth, drinking the rest of the wine the glass held. Ignoring the brunette’s question, he whined “Mackerel i’ve missed youuu We shouldn’t have never broke uppp We should definitely kisss” He lifted Dazai’s chin with his open hand and kissed him on the lips without warning. GOD DAZAI MISSED THOSE SOFT LIPS OF HIS EX PARTNER AND BOYFRIEND. God, he desperately wanted more but he knew this was really wrong. He was dating Ranpo now, and Chuuya probably hooked up with the entire Port Mafia at this point to cover up that he was missing him. They knew they probably would never those words again once Chuuya was sober. They knew that they were never meant to be. They knew this moment will soon disappear from their grasp like it always has been to rest of the times they spent together in the Port Mafia. When Chuuya finally pulled away, they whispered to him,
“Real sweet, but I wish you were sober, Chuuya Nakahara”
Dazai proceeded to walk up to Ranpo without looking back at the ginger man, and gestured to Ranpo that he wanted to leave. Ranpo noticing that their partner was upset, waved goodbye to everyone and wished everyone well. While Ranpo was driving their way back to their shared apartment, he didn’t ask Dazai any questions about why he wanted to leave seeing that his partner was upset about Chuuya being there. Dazai then soon passed out, having his last thoughts about Chuuya and how he desperately wanted him.