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“Dazai!?”
“Dazai-san are you okay!?”
“Shit… it’s been too long… Akiko get in here!”

Dazai woke up on a normal day, carrying out his morning routine in an almost robotic way. Something about today was off, he could feel it, like something seeping into his bones. He was tired. Really tired.

Chuuya had left for an overnight mission a couple cities away, and Dazai’s insomnia was at its worst when his chibi wasn’t there to lull him to sleep. Chuuya was truly Dazai’s rock, he was something that kept Dazai grounded, that let him stop the speeding of thoughts in his head and relax. With Chuuya gone, Dazai had gotten no sleep last night, which wasn’t anything new, even with the chibi at home often Dazai still couldn’t sleep. But something was off, with each step he took he felt his body tilt to one side, like he was only seconds away from tumbling over.

Dazai decided to ignore it like he does with all of his health related problems and made his way to work.
He could feel the bags under his eyes as he made his way up the stairs to the office, and with a deep breath he walked in.

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“Dazai!?”
“Dazai-san are you okay!?”
“Shit it’s been too long… Akiko! Get in here!”

The second Dazai had walked into the office, before he could voice his usual greeting with the intent of annoying Kunikida, he passed out and hit the floor with a loud thud that turned the eyes of all the ADA members.

Atsushi rushed over to Dazai’s side and rolled him onto his back, “Dazai-san! Please wake up..!”

“Atsushi don’t panic Dazai will be fine, now go get a towel and some water. Now.”

Atsushi’s back straightened right away, “Yes Ranpo-san!” Atsushi hurried to find the supplies Ranpo requested.

Akiko came into the room, her heels clacking on the wooden floor, “Ranpo? What’s up- oh shit!” She ran over to Dazai and knelt down, “What happened? Did he pass out!?.”

“Yeah, walked in and fell right on his face, didn’t even get a word in.”

“God that suicidal maniac must’ve been trying some new mushrooms or something!” Kunikida grumbled.

“That doesn’t seem to be the case Kunikida, look under his eyes, those bags are huge and he looks deathly pale,” Yosano put her fingers to his neck to check his pulse, “His heart is beating a little bit fast..”

Yosano clicked her tongue, “Ranpo does Dazai have insomnia.”

“Insomnia? Dazai? What makes you think-“

“Yes he does.” Ranpo interrupted Kunikida.

“Thought so. It seems like he hasn’t eaten anything in a while either. Damn it Dazai!”

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Chuuya was utterly exhausted from his long multiple night mission, all he wanted was to go home, snuggle up beside Dazai with a glass of wine in his hand but he still had to fill out the paperwork detailing the missions results. The curse of being an executive. Just as he sat down at his desk his phone rang.

Chuuya groaned loudly, “good god I’m never gonna catch a fucking break.” Chuuya picked up his phone and saw it was an unknown caller, with an annoyed tone he answered, “Chuuya Nakahara… who is this?”

“Nakahara-san.”

Chuuya perked up, “Kyouka-chan? Hey kiddo what’s up? Haven’t gotten a call from you in a while.”

“Dazai-san fainted.”

Chuuya’s smile dropped. “Fainted!?” Chuuya stood up immediately, “What happened? Is he okay?.”

“I think he’s fine, Yosano sensei is looking after him in the infirmary and-“

“Dazai what are you doing!? Calm down it’s okay-“

“Kyouka-chan what was that?” Chuuya heard a women’s voice.

“Why am I here. Yosano why am I in here.” It was Dazai’s voice.

“Dazai-san woke up and it looks like he took his IV out… he’s trying to stand up.”

“Shit, okay Kyouka-chan I’m coming right now try not to let him over exert himself, but don’t let anyone touch him.”

Chuuya hung up, grabbed his coat and hat, and ran out his office, paperwork be damned. He quickly hopped in his car, thankful he had it instead of his motorcycle knowing Dazai hates the pink beauty because it makes him motion sick.

Chuuya sped across the city towards the Detective Agency. He was worried about Dazai but he was also worried about how the agency would react. He couldn’t give two shits about what they think right now but he hopes that this won’t affect the way they view Dazai later on. The two have been married since they were 18 but the agency members didn’t know that, all they knew was that Dazai used to be part of the mafia. The only one who knows the truth is the president and probably that annoyingly smart Ranpo guy. The rest of them probably wouldn’t take kindly to him being married to a mafia executive. He decided not to worry about that for now, as he pulled up right in front of the agency.

Chuuya ran up the stairs and threw the door open.

“What the!!?” Kunikida gaped at the presence of a mafia executive in the door of the agency, “What the hell are you doing here? We don’t have any meetings today so what on earth do you want.”

“Where the hell is he?”

“He?”

“Dazai you dumbass!!”

“And why exactly would we tell you that?”

“Kyouka-chan where is he.”

Kyouka pointed to the infirmary and before Kunikida could ask her why she did, Chuuya ran to the infirmary and threw the door open, inside he saw Dazai curled up on a bed with his knees curled into his chest with his head down.

“Nakahara?!” Yosano was shocked, “what are you doing here?”

“How is he.”

“Dazai?” She sighed and contemplated telling him before she sighed again, “he hasn’t slept or eaten in days, it’s taken a toll on his body. I gave him an IV but when he woke up he ripped out and he refuses to eat anything. I’m at a loss here.”

Chuuya nodded and inched closer to Dazai, “Osamu. You okay?”

Dazai twitched and looked up at the mention of his first name, before his eyes widened and he moved his body forward, hugging Chuuya’s waist, “Chuuya.”

Chuuya put a hand on Dazai’s head and looked down at him sadly, “Osamu you need to eat something.”

Dazai squeezed Chuuya’s waist tighter and Chuuya saw a single tear fall down his face, “I… can’t.”

Chuuya’s heart ached at the sight and sighed, “alright you damn mackerel. Let’s go home yeah?”

“Home?” Yosano asked curiously.

Chuuya almost forgot she was there, “yep. Home.”

Yosano let out a low chuckle, “I won’t pry… right now at least, I want answers once he’s back to it.”

“Thanks.” Chuuya gave her a curt nod, thankful that she wouldn’t question a literal mafia executive taking Dazai home, though she probably already knows something. Chuuya blames that Ranpo guy, he probably spilled something to her.

“Make sure he eats anything and gets lots of rest, if he doesn’t eat in the next 24 hours it could get nasty, if that happens give me a call and I’ll get him an IV. Or at least I’ll try.”

“Thanks doc.” Chuuya turned to Dazai, “Can you stand Osamu?” Dazai nodded weakly, getting out of the bed and leaning his weight against Chuuya.

Chuuya wrapped an arm around Dazai’s waist and put one hand on his shoulder to steady him as they walked out of the infirmary.

“Nakahara I can’t let you leave with him!” Kunikida argued.

“And I don’t give a damn what you think four eyes, I’m allowed to take my husband home if I want to.”

Bomb, dropped.

Chuuya wasn’t gonna be there to see everyone erupt in chaos and shock, he kept walking, holding Dazai steady as they left the agency building. Chuuya put Dazai into the passenger seat and hopped into the drivers seat, turning on the car and putting a hand on Dazai’s.

“Osamu.”

“I’m sorry Chuuya. You… you weren’t here and I couldn’t bring myself to do… anything.” Dazai said with defeat.

Chuuya brought his hand up to his mouth and kissed it, “I know ‘samu. It’s okay, it’s okay,” Chuuya rubbed his hand in circles.

The ride home was silent, with the occasional hum coming from the car. Dazai leaned into Chuuya’s side tired and defeated.

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Chuuya pushed the door open and immediately led Dazai to their shared bedroom, sitting him down on their bed and rushing to get him a change of comfy clothes. Dazai sat there, eyes dull waiting for Chuuya to come back. Chuuya came into the room with a pair of sweatpants and an oversized hoodie, sitting next to Dazai on the bed, “Osamu, do you want any help?”

“I’m not that incapable yknow chibi…”

Chuuya let a small smile form on his face, happy to hear the nickname Dazai always uses for him. He punched his shoulder lightly and stood up, “well excuse me for caring about you mackerel.”

“Chibi’s so silly.”

Chuuya smiled, “whatever you say Dazai, now I’m gonna go make us some food okay?”

Dazai immediately tensed up at that, and Chuuya could see it.

“We’ll cross that bridge when we get there okay? For now just go and change ‘samu,” Chuuya said with a sad smile.

Dazai nodded slowly and made his way to the bathroom to change. Chuuya went into the kitchen and start cooking Dazai’s favourite meal, crab hot pot.

Dazai came out of the bathroom wearing the clothes Chuuya gave him and made his way to the kitchen. He grabbed Chuuya’s waist and leaned on him. Chuuya paused what he was doing to turn around and give Dazai a full hug before pressing a kiss on his cheek, “Osamu, I’m making crab. You have to eat some of it okay?”

Dazai looked down at Chuuya and shuttered, “I already told you chibi I can’t.”

Chuuya looked up at him, “please ‘Samu you have to try, even just a little bit. Your body needs it.”

Dazai’s breathing stopped for a second, “I don’t want to give my body anything,” he said in a whisper.

Chuuya held him tighter, “what do you mean?”

Dazai’s breath hitched before he crumbled, tears falling, “I don’t want to give my body anything! I don’t deserve it! I have no energy Chuuya I don’t know what to do anymore…! I’m just tired Chuuya just let me die!!!”

Chuuya’s eyes widened, he rubbed circles on Dazai’s back and led them to the couch and sitting him down, giving him a big hug, “I know you’re tired love I know. It’s okay. Look at me.”

With tears in his eyes Dazai looked into Chuuya’s big blue eyes, “I love you Dazai. And I know you’re tired. That’s because you need to sleep, and you need to eat. You need to take care of your body and I’m here to help you. I won’t ever let you go you hear me? You’re stuck with me for life, or do you not remember our vows?” Chuuya said with a smile.

Dazai was quiet for a second before he let out a tired chuckle, “I could never forget them Chuuya.” He leaned into Chuuya’s touch, his breathing beginning to steady. “Stuck with you for life huh?”
“Yeah, sounds awful doesn’t it? Being stuck with a stinky mackerel like you~”
“Chibi wounds me!”

They both laugh together, before Dazai puts a hand on Chuuya’s cheek and presses his lips against Chuuya’s. Chuuya melted into the kiss, grabbing Dazai’s waist and pulling him closer, Dazai took this as a sign to go further, inserting his tongue into the other’s mouth. The moment was so sweet and tender before a loud alarm started blaring, making the two pull apart immediately.

“AH SHIT! THE CRAB!” Chuuya jumped up and ran to the kitchen, Dazai laughing as he watched.

Chuuya made it to the kitchen and turned off the stove, letting the bubbling water from the hot pot simmer down.

“Jeez this is what happens when you distract me you bastard!”

“It’s not my fault the chibi is so easy to… distract~”

Chuuya flushed and huffed, “you’ll be the death of me mackerel.” He smiled. “This was probably for the best, I don’t think you would have the energy to… keep going… considering you haven’t eaten or slept in days!”

“I could’ve made it work!”

Chuuya sighed, “you’re so impatient,” he went up to Dazai and grabbed him by the jaw, pushing it up and giving him a quick peck, “we can continue tomorrow, okay?”

“Chibi is cruel.”

“You bet I am.”

Chuuya went back to the kitchen to finish getting the food prepared while Dazai laid on the couch.

“Foods ready ‘Samu!”

Dazai made his way to the kitchen and sat down beside Chuuya at the table, leaning against his shoulder.

“Couple bites okay?”

Dazai nodded.

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Dazai and Chuuya laid in bed, Dazai laying on Chuuya’s chest.

“Good job ‘Samu, now you won’t have to get that IV.”

“Ugh don’t remind me.”

Chuuya placed a kiss on Dazai’s forehead and smiled at him, “I love you Osamu.”

“Love you too Chuuya.”

The two fell asleep in that very same position, and for the first time in many days, Dazai had a good nights rest.