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Chuuya is currently glaring across the meeting table at his old partner and the other half of double black, the insufferable Osamu Dazai. Douchebag extraordinaire. Well, I say Chuuya was glaring at Dazai, what I mean to say is he was more specifically glaring at the opal that made up part of his bolo tie that hung proudly around the mackerel’s neck.
Chuuya hated that damn opal yet at the same time he was happy to see it safely around his ex-partner's neck. It was where it belonged.
“Chuuya~, you seem very interested in glaring holes in my chest” Dazai’s tone sounded way too gleeful for this early in the morning, Chuuya hadn't even had coffee yet.
“Dazai I swear to all things holy I'm going to cut your dick off and feed it to you if you continue whatever it is you wanted to say” Chuuya had his head resting in his hands and he was suffering through one of the most boring meetings he had ever had the misfortune of having to attend, “I'm not caffeinated enough to deal with your shit this early”
“Oh? Is my dog sleepy?”
“Yes” Chuuya answers, not fully registering much more than the word ‘sleepy’, “I’m exhausted mackerel”
Chuuya hears shuffling but pays no attention to it until his head is rested on an all too familiar shoulder, instead of fighting he leans further against his ex-partner and closes his eyes, “Don't get used to this”
“I won't Slug” Dazai's voice came out soft, “Can I ask why you were glaring holes in my chest?”
“Opal”
“Opal?” Dazai lets the word sink in, “Oh, Opal”
“Why? I didn't think my dog worked in the jewel trade anymore?”
“Don't but it's nice to see it got to you safely. It was nice to see right before I beat the shit out of you in the port mafia dungeons”
“My dog is so violent…” a breath passes between them, “Wait what do you mean ‘got to me safely’... you were the reason I have this” Dazai holds the opal in his hands a little surprised to find out one of his most prized possessions was his because of Chuuya of all people.
“meant it as a parting gift, before I found out you blew up my car”
“Yeah… Sorry about that, couldn't have my loyal dog thought of as a traitor” Chuuya lets out a small laugh
“I'm not your damn dog, I’m your partner” Chuuya lifts his head off of Dazai’s shoulder and watches his face, “As much as I liked my car, I’m grateful you left my bike alone”
“Not even I’m that cruel Chuuya, I know how much it means to you” Dazai averted his eyes from Chuuya and pretended to be unbothered by Chuuya’s watchful gaze, but in truth, he felt exposed, like Chuuya could read the darkest parts of his soul.
“I wonder if anyone's noticed,” Chuuya wonders out loud.
“Noticed what?”
“Noticed that you have one of the world's most expensive pieces of opal to ever go missing hung around your neck”
“Wait… you stole this”
“Yep”
“Chuuya, did you really steal an opal just because I said it reminded me of your eyes… seriously” Dazai looks stunned at the revelation
“Well you more specifically said; ‘Look slug doesn't this look like your eyes, such a pretty stone that matches my loyal dog’s eyes’...” Chuuya quotes word for word
“Really couldn't get me off your mind could you?” Dazai teases to disguise his surprise
“Besides, it looks good on you”
“You're a strange one Chuuya”