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Dazai had just tried to drown Fyodor and Chuuya, with a homosexual one of a goodbye speech.
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This was a mission with the same tactics done in many other different missions. But this one felt different. In this mission, Chuuya was pretending to be a vampire and aiding Fyodor’s side, but he noticed something was off.
After all, both him and Dazai used this tactic too many times before, for him to not notice. — Fyodor had seem a bit too much on guard to be with someone he would believe to have full control over.
Chuuya was deep into his thoughts, in his memories he did remember Fyodor was freed from his prison and killed Ace for the Port Mafia’s files. Meaning, Fyodor knows the abilities of the Port Mafia members, and their tactics. Which conclude, Fyodor knows that he is not a vampire, and knows that soukoku are on a mission to work together as of right now.
Before he could do or say anything, Fyodor had caught on.
“Chuuya-san, I realized you have figured out that I knew you are no vampire,” fyodor spoke up suddenly and caught chuuya out of surprise. “I dont tend to create enemies with you, how about abandoning your partner and working with me?”
“Haah? Fucking dumb proposal if i ever heard one,” chuuya spoke up as his emotions starts fuming. “I rather fucking blow up and die fighting rather than joining hands with a fucking anemic son of a bitch.”
“As they say you are loyal. As proving Dazai wrong, you are smart.”
“Fuck outta here anemic son of a bitch.”
“Chuuya-san, as you know that I stole the files, and such of the Port Mafia. Therefore, I know alot about you than you—“
“I don’t wanna hear no fucking speech buddy boy.”
“My apologies! I will shorten it then! I just happened to notice that I am your type and you are my type. How about we abandon both our people and complete my original goal, and live happily together?”
“Eh— What the absolute fuck are you talking about?” Chuuya questioned, getting completely off guard and forgetting he was even angered in the first place. “You’re fucking insane, whoever said you and shitty Dazai are like one person is wrong. You’re completely unhinged. Worst than Dazai.”
“Well you are correct on that, I was offended being compared with the likes of him,” Fyodor said with a gentle smile following after was a soft sigh. “If you think about it Chuuya-san, I fit all of your checklist of ur type, do I not?”
“What? I mean…” and Chuuya started to think, Fyodor did indeed check off everything as his type
1. wine lover/ does not mind alcohol
2. Experimentors/ curious
3. Does not bully him for height
4. Expensive taste
5. Does not mind danger
6. Sarcastic / humorous
“Holy fuck, you do… Nah that is fucking weird, how the fuck you know my type”
“Me and Dazai-kun had been compared similarities many times and as much as I hate it, we do share a type and a crush.”
“The fuck?”
“Oh? You didn’t know Dazai-kun had a thing for you?”
“EW WHAT THE FUCK?”
“He would confess every mission you guys have. I am a little surprised you never knew…” Fyodor sighed, “I guess his love language is so questionable to the point where he messed up and left a terrible impression on his crush of 7 years.”
“Bro nah, hold the fuckkkkk up. you just fucking smacked me with a shit load of information and I’m still processing that shit.”
“Well, in the meantime of you processing things. Would you please be a dear and help me bandage my hand?” Fyodor showed chuuya his hand which was bleeding after putting in the wrong passcode and it exploding. And Chuuya complied.
“What are you gonna do next?”
“Give them the same treatment. You know well enough that they would survive so just play along.”
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Fyodor is now trying to drown Dazai and Sigma. He would speak out on the intercom and point out about how shallow Dazai and Chuuya’s bond is. Just to anger Dazai a bit. Tee-hee. However, Dazai’s angered expression was unexpectedly clear as day and it was shown on the cameras after Fyodor declared he was unworthy of Chuuya.
Fyodor muted the mic and told Chuuya to look at how much Dazai cared about him, to back up his words that Dazai does indeed have a thing for him.
“For a partner who so supposedly hates your guts, he is terribly angered with a short sentence!” Fyodor pointed.
This just made Chuuya confused, yes their bond should be a whole new word with its own meaning. And that word would be related to soulmates, but that spark was over 4 years ago when Dazai left. Chuuya does care about Dazai as he is his other half, but everything spoken about Dazai is just words to him. He moved on from betrayal, but is willing to let Dazai come back as friends with open arms.
Despite this, Dazai had not moved on from his love, especially the love upon the first sight of someone with ocean eyes.
“Chuuya-san, you can continue your work with Dazai for this mission. But please do remember, I am better than him in most aspects. Don’t doubt me and dont mistake my lies for truths. I do need to keep myself a mystery” Fyodor said trying to pursue Chuuya to be with him. “I understand your loyalty, so how about when I get the book, we can start something? We will see in the mean time, just know that I will not be simply killed.”
“Yeah yeah shut up and go,” Chuuya is now fed up but also kind of hoping he could start something with Fyodor. After all, Fyodor is giving him the chance to stay loyal to the madia, and not betray his organization while being with someone who is exactly his type. (Emphasis on exactly). This is a dream come true.
“UGH FUCK IT…You know what?” Chuuya spoke up, catching Fyodor’s attention before he could fully walk out the room. “Wanna go onna date after this? Ion wanna be involved with your bullshit but you are exactly my type now that I keep thing bout it.” Chuuya gave up on the plan and his loyalty to Dazai, but he still does not intend to betray either side.
Fyodor smiled softly, “of course, I willl not involve you in my so-called schemes, you are now not a chess piece of this game. But as of now, return to Dazai.” Fyodor said walking back to Chuuya just to elegantly kiss his hand before sending him to ‘kill’ Dazai.