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It was a normal day. Just like any other evening.
Dazai was in his room playing. And oda had been double checking all his work was done and cleaning around the house.
But now oda stood by the door.
Dressed and and holding the keys in his hands.
“I’m going out dazai. Dinner in the fridge, I’ll be out for a good bit.”
“Hold on. Where the hell are you going?” Dazai said swinging his head out his room and staring oda in the eye all the way through the hallway.
“Ango invited me to take a drink with him. Just us two.”
“Oooooh I get it. Your going on a daaate~”
Oda sighed and rolled his eyes. Giving a exhausted laugh/sigh
“Dazai. Like I’ve told you again and again, we’re just friends. I don’t like him, he doesn’t like me. We’re just two colleagues going out for a drink, nothing more.”
“Suuuuuuuuure” giving oda a look before he rolled his eyes again and left.
Oda had a slight flutter in his heart as he walked the cold streets.
Sure ango saw them as friends but… the opposite wasn’t exactly the case. Thou oda didn’t wanna make anything awkward between them.
He knew ango came from a more tight up family. There’s no way ango could like him.
He hasn’t told this to dazai but he’s meet ango when they were way younger. 15 ish.
Some fancy legally praised family was hosting a party in a bar the mafia just oh so happened to own a bit of. So oda and a few others were there to keep track of them.
The rest were inside but with the loud noise oda stayed outside. Eventually bumping into ango. Who’d also gone out cause of the loud noise.
They both pretty fast clocked where the other was from.
One mafia and the other highly praised by society.
Oda still remembers the conversation they had there. Oda was saying how he’s lucky for being born into that side of society instead of the mafia. And ango seemed off by it. Turns out they were both dying of pressure and expectations. And even if they should hate eachother they found a lot in common.
So years later, when ango joined the mafia. Oda couldn’t help but walk up to him and remind him of said conversation and the fact they knew each other. Quote ‘finally made it out that fancy pants law family aye?’ Which made ango give him a slight chuckle at the time.
Now he finally stood at that same place they originally meet.
Right out side bar lupin. Taking a deep breathe before he pulled the handle… and remembered it was a push door… then walked down the stairs, his eyes getting caught on that suited man.
Ango quickly wiped his head around to see Oda.
“That took you a while.”
“Got side tracked and took the wrong turn. And dazai also stopped me right before I left the door.”
“Forgot he stays at your place. Almost like father and son. Though if that were the case you’d be a horrible father figure.”
“Hey!”
The night progressed slowly. Drink by drink. Ango just got more talkative the more he drank. While oda sat and listened. Not to say he didn’t talk at all, ango just talked a lot more.
Some part of oda could catch himself giving glances at him you wouldn’t give a normal friend. But he shrugged it off. Ango didn’t really show how soft and talkative and sweet he was unless they were 999% alone which close to never happened or he was drunk.
Oda could hold his liquor better than ango could. So by the point ango was lightly swaying back and forth, oda was still completely fine. Sure he was a bit tipsy but not so much.
“Ango I think you’ve had enough to drink.”
“Whaaa *hic* whaaat nooo” ango said with a pout laying on oda’s shoulder now.
“Either way I’m not serving you more alcohol.” The bar keep said with a chuckle.
“I’ll close the tab and take him home. First gotta find the strength in me to drag him to his house though. Which god he lives far.”
While oda closed the tab. Ango still layed drunk on his shoulder. Every now and then giving a hic.
“Oooodaa..?” He said in a whisper like voice. Still whiny.
“Yes ango?”
“Hmm. I still remember when we meet… *hic* if my family wasn’t there I would’ve kissed you *hic* then. But now it would be weird.. even if I still lov… *hic* you.” He whispered whiny.
Oda’s heart just. Stoped. Dead stopped. And then speed up and beat harder then he’d ever have it before. Checks turning red. Just…. Frozen.
“Wh… what.”
He paused up tills Ango’s head was about to fall down. Catching and just getting up and getting his stuff as fast as he could.
All he wanted right now was to properly talk to ango. And alone. 999% alone.
Letting the whiny, barely awake, drunk ango to wrap around him as he made the decision to drag him to his house instead of ango’s own apartment.
In the morning Dazai had gotten up. Checking the kitchen where oda would usually be. Nothing. Then the living room.
“Oooodaa?” Still nothin.
Then peaking into oda’s bedroom.
“Oooda-“
“Shhhh. He’s still asleep. And I have a horrible headache.” Oda said in a whisper.
“…” dazai looked shocked. First looking at oda, half reading a book, then ango. Who was… snuggled up holding onto oda’s arm. Still asleep… “eh- quick question. Umm. Why is he here?”
“Don’t make it weird.”
“What did you… yk?-“ dazai takes his hands, makes a circle with one and with the finger of the other goes in and out.
“God no- dazai I said don’t make it weird.”
“Then wtf is ango doing in your bed! Let alone cuddling you!” Dazai said in a half whispered yelling.
“He got drunk as hell and didn’t let go of my arm. Felt bad sending him or on onto the couch so I let him stay on that side of the bed. Though now he still won’t let go of my arms and I think he’s mistaking it as a pillow.”
“How do you know that?”
“And I quote him; ‘still with my pillow, still don’t have someone to cuddle’ believe me now?”
“Okaaaay. But yk. That someone he’s talking about could be youuuuuu~”
Oda rolled his eyes. “Dazai go to bed it’s early as hell and neither of us have work for today. Somehow.”
“Yeah yeah. Just wanted to check you got home safe.”
“Well that’s sweet of you, thank you.”
Dazai left the room. Finally leaving oda and ango alone.
Oda’s heart was still pounding. Yesterday was still in his mind. ‘He didn’t really have a drunken confession right? He must… idk. Thought about another oda.’
After a good long while ango finally started to wake.
”Mmm.. ugh. My head hurt… oh, hi oda.” He said with a grumbly, hungover voice. “Hold on a minute. Oda! Hi!”
“Realised you’re in my bed huh?”
“Wh- we- umm. Yes. May I ask, what am I doing here?”
“You were drunk as hell and passing out. You wouldn’t let go of my arm.”
Ango completely flushed. “Oh I- god im so sorry. It won’t happened again-“
“No no it’s okay. Hey just take a breathe. It’s early and I can tell you’re still hungover and honestly me too. You mostly slept like a rock so I don’t mind.”
“Oh… kay’..” ango said with a large amount of flush.
If oda wasn’t good at acting he’d be dying red by now. His heart was practically beating out his chest.
Eventually the two got up and got changed. Ango was allowed to barrow a pair of clothes, about 2x too big, tills he could get back home.
Oda made breakfast, which both dazai and ango joined in on.
Ango and oda were very silent. Mostly just looking down. Dazai giving them a look of suspicion.
Ango still doesn’t fully remember the last night yet but.. kinda doesn’t want to.
Eventually ango leaves.
When oda returns back to his room alone. He’s already face first into the pillow dying. He hates to admit it. But… while ango was asleep he kissed him. Ango was just too precious and cute to pass up on it.
Meanwhile when ango got home. He immediately slumped down. Also dying red but… also enjoying oda’s clothes. He knows he should be changing but he really doesn’t want to. They smell just like oda.
Now he’s remembering his drunken confession as well. Heart beating and face dying red.
Can’t help but go call kouyou for help.
“Hello..? Ango why’d you call me. It’s the weekend and still… 12. It’s way too early.”
“I know I know just…. You’re good at advice and listening and stuff so…. I royally fucked up.”
“What?! You?! With who?! What did you do?!”
“Please lower your tone I’m still hungover with a headache.”
“Okay okay yes yes. Now please, tell me what the hell happened.”
“I… I drunkenly confessed to oda.”
“Oda? Seriously? The hell do you see in him”
“Idk he’s sweet, and kind, and caring, and listen’s-“
“Yes yes you think he’s hot I got it. Now to the interesting bit. Does he like you back?”
“Well.. idk…. I woke up in his bed and-“
“Wow! Hold on! Did you two~-“
“No! No we… we didn’t have intercourse.”
“Intercourse? My god your old. Any how, back to you waking in his bed.”
“Well… he said I was drunk and wouldn’t let go of his arm and he felt bad making me sleep on the couch so.. he let me sleep in his bed… next to him.”
“That man is head over heels in love with you.”
“How do you know?”
“Ango no one just lets their colleague sleep in their bed.”
“Well.. what if he doesn’t like men..?”
“Okay 1, there’s not a straight soul in this whole mafia dear. 2, you seriously look at that gay gay man and say ‘what is he doesn’t like men’? He’s been with men before.”
“He has?! Wait… do any of them look like me…?”
“1 or 2. But he doesn’t have a type based on looks dear. Personality is what he likes. And you’re the exact person he likes. Trust me, ask him out.”
“But-“
With out a word kouyou hangs up. Leaving ango all red and flustered on his apartment floor in oda’s clothes. Stuffing his face in the sleeves of the shirt and breathing heavy.
‘How do I always get tangled up in this man?’
A couple days later. The two finally run into eachother at woke.
Ango keeps his head down praying oda ignores him. Buuuut he doesn’t.
“Hey ango-“
“Ah!- sorry.” Ango jumps from him chair, far too nervous around oda.
Oda have a small smile to the cute little jump.
“Here.” Handing a letter over to ango.
“Is this work or?”
“No. Just want you to read. Your decision if you come or not.” Then he leaves. Leaving ango yet again all flushed and breathe took.
When ango reads it. Like. A moment later(impatient man), he finds that oda is asking to meet him.. at a bridge he took him to that night they first meet.
They were both bored just standing there so he took him to a nearby bridge. That’s when ango wanted to kiss him. If it wasn’t for his family calling him that it’s time to leave.
Now being invited there again made his heart leap.
So when it was late and the right time to the letter to get there. He was there. Waiting. Nervous and leaning on the bridge railing, looking out over the water at the moon rises. It was late autumn.
The year was flying past. Next year dazai would be 17 already.
From behind him oda put a hand on ango’s waist. Giving a squeak out him.
“Oda you scared me!”
“Sorryyy. Didn’t mean to.”
“It’s fine. So… why’d you invite me here?”
“Well.. you remember when I brought you here when we first meet?”
“Of course. How couldn’t I.. loved that day.”
Ango turned away blushing a bit. Oda just… admiring.
“Why.. do you ask.?”
“Well.. was here were you tried to kiss me?”
“I… yeah..”
“.would you have done it if they didn’t call you..?”
“..yeah.”
“Would… you regret it..?”
“..no.”
Ango’s heart was bursting out his chest. Oda couldn’t help but fall in love by every second.
“Ango..”
“Yes..?”
“..do you wanna kiss me now..?”
The question sounded unreal.. lowering his head.. in shame maybe? He just… nodded. His face was all the shades of red.
The silence between them was so loud. They were normal colleagues just a few days ago.
Tills.. oda kissed him.. like everything froze. Neither really cared if they should be doing this or not. They still couldn’t help but kiss more. And more. And more.
The only thing that stopped them was- *ring ring ring* oda’s phone.
Oda then stopping the kiss.
“Well damn.” Oda then turning and starting to walk away.
“Hey hold on-“
“Sorry gotta caaaall~”
“But-!”
“This is revenge for you doing this and making me wait 6 years~!” Oda said with a smirk quickly walking away.
Ango just stood there all red. Covering his face.
“Oh and for the record! Imma let this count as you becoming boyfriend as long as you’re okay with that!” Oda said as one final yell from afar before picking up.
“Damn you odasaku…” he said all red.. heart still pounding out his chest.