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It was already nighttime, out in Yokohama. Exactly 8:06 in the evening, with the ADA and the Port Mafia working peacefully and quietly (not really, there was drama happening in a certain group chat). The president of the ADA and the boss of the Port Mafia had set up a nice little joint hangout to support their truce, yesterday, and it was scheduled at 8:30pm, today. A few of their subordinates were happy when they received the news while there were some who were a little… nervous and jumpy(?), about said truce.
Probably because the last time it happened, they were all absolutely destroyed by Soukoku, otherwise known as Chuuya Nakahara and Osamu Dazai in their “Ice Skating Competition Joint Hangout”. Yeah, that was surely it. It was definitely not because of the fact that Dazai and Chuuya were both late to work earlier. For the agency, that’s normal with Dazai. But for the Port Mafia, that’s weird as hell. Chuuya, of all people, Chuuya was late to work? Definitely weird.
Which is why when the group of detectives got news of it, they were weirded out as well. Some of them have had missions with the man before, and he was always on time that it creeped some of them out. If that wasn’t enough, even the ones who had never been on a mission with the ginger were weirded out. Their explanation? Whenever the executive was sent out by his boss for meetings with Fukuzawa, the ADA’s president, he would always arrive on time—if not earlier—to the agency. So yeah, it was unusual as fuck, even for them (except for Ranpo, but he already knows everything anyway).
And exactly how does the agency know about this? Simple. The ADA and the Port Mafia have a group chat related to Soukoku matters/Soukoku shenanigans (without Soukoku in said gc, of course). Which is why when Gin informed Tachihara and Tachihara informed Higuchi about the executive arriving later to work than usual, Higuchi was already typing away to their shared gc with the agency.
( SKK GEEK SQUAD!!
Higuchi: Chuuya-san was later to work than usual!! Might be another lead??
Atsushi: Dazai-san was also late, nothing new there, but Chuuya-san? really?
Tachihara: Yes, Chuuya-san!! Isn’t that concerning?!?!
Yosano: You all are missing the bigger picture here! Chuuya and Dazai; being late on the same day? Higuchi’s right. We might have another lead. Ranpo, tally that up!!
Ranpo: I did it the moment Higuchi texted:P
Kunikida: Ranpo, why are you even wasting your time with tallying their theories when you so obviously know what’s real?
Ranpo: Because Kunikida, it’s for my own entertainment purposes~
Kunikida: Why do I even bother trying with you lot…)
8:19pm.
Everyone in the agency is busy with their phones (probably invested in something they’re talking about in a certain gc), except for Kunikida who is still occupied with his work, and Dazai who’s lazing around on the couch, headphones on. It’s only when Dazai’s phone kept buzzing non-stop did everyone stop what they’re doing to look at the bandaged person, who was, surprisingly, clumsily trying to answer the call. Dazai’s never clumsy with calls. He put the phone close to his ear, but not too close. He figures he might be deaf if it was.
“Hi, chibi~ Missed me so soon that you had to call?~” Dazai said teasingly, although there was a hint of nervousness in Dazai’s voice if one were to listen intently. Good thing almost the whole agency was listening, Atsushi typing away at the gc to inform them, while closely listening.
“YOU ABSOLUTE FUCKER. IT’S PAST 8:15. I’M IN FRONT OF THE ADA’S FUCKING BUILDING. GET YOUR LAZY ASS UP, BECAUSE YOU ARE LATE, YOU BANDAGE-WASTING MACHINE IDIOT!”
Even though it wasn’t on speaker, the person on the other end of the call was yelling so loudly and angrily that Atsushi could hear the words they were saying to close perfection. Perks of having enhanced physical abilities he supposes. He types this information to the group chat quickly, and Akutagawa has an immediate reply, not missing a single beat.
Dazai on the other hand is quick to end the call. Typing on his phone before fixing his coat and saying goodbye. “I’ll see you all at the joint hangout later my dear co-workers! I have to go now though; a certain slug is waiting for me and I am apparently late. Bye-bye!~” He waves goodbye and exits through the agency’s front door.
(Naomi: Dazai-san’s phone won’t stop buzzing…
Yosano: Yeah, no kidding. He’s even clumsily trying to answer the call!!
Kyouka: Dazai-san’s never clumsy with calls.
Gin: Well, not clumsy with calls, but calls from Chuuya-san when he knows he did something wrong? Definitely clumsy.
Atsushi: The person on the other end of the call is yelling now. Aggressively too. They said, and I quote: “YOU ABSOLUTE FUCKER. IT’S PAST 8:15. I’M IN FRONT OF THE ADA’S FUCKING BUILDING. GET YOUR LAZY ASS UP BECAUSE YOU ARE LATE, YOU BANDAGE-WASTING MACHINE IDIOT”.
Akutagawa: Confirmed. That’s definitely Chuuya-san, weretiger.
Hirotsu: I mean, who else calls Dazai-kun a “bandage-wasting machine” other than Kunikida-kun and Chuuya-kun?
Kouyou: You have a point Hirotsu-san...
Ranpo: Who knew Atsushi had the strength to curse in chat tho??>.<
Atsushi: RANPO-SAN!!!
Tanizaki: But what’s Dazai-san late for??
Fukuzawa: Who knows Tanizaki, we’ll just have to wait until the joint hangout to see for ourselves…)
“You bandaged fucker, made me wait for 5 minutes after the set-up time...” Chuuya murmurs as he dismounts his bike, Dazai having already dismounted and taking his helmet off. Chuuya does the same and hangs it on his bike’s handle. “Sorry chibi~ I forgot~” Dazai says with an innocent smile, hoping it’ll fool Chuuya, but then again, smiles and frowns can no longer fool the ginger. “Shut the fuck up mackerel. Get inside so we can eat dinner, and get ready before the joint hangout.” Dazai obeys with a pout and steps inside their house, removing his shoes and tossing his tan coat on the coat hanger with strange precision without looking, and heads straight to the kitchen to sit on a stool? chair?
Chuuya follows him right after and locks the door, hanging his coat on the coat hanger before heading to the kitchen. Chuuya sits beside Dazai and starts eating the already-prepared-dinner. “The slug cooked crab?! Chibi~ You’re so nice~” “Yeah yeah. Whatever shitty mackerel, as long as you eat your fucking dinner.” Dazai smiles at him like an idiot in love and starts eating small pieces.
A couple more minutes later and the executive speaks up. “Hold on mackerel, I’m just gonna ready our outfits for later.” Chuuya stands up and puts his plate in the sink, before walking away to their room to prepare.
Dazai enters their room a little later to get ready. “Oh, great, I was just about to call you to prepare. You can get ready now.” Chuuya tells him as he lays down his outfit next to Dazai’s on the bed. He exits their bedroom and goes to the kitchen to wash the dishes. The ginger’s eyes widen slightly when he sees the brunette’s plate, he ate everything. ‘Looks like the bastard ate everything. Glad to see he’s improving…’ The mafioso had a soft smile on his face while washing the dishes.
8:29pm.
Chuuya and Dazai dismount the bike as they arrive at the place the Port Mafia rented for the joint hangout. “Hey ‘Samu?” Chuuya calls out before Dazai starts walking towards the place. “Yes, my darling Chibikko?~” “Come here for a moment.” The former executive walks over to Chuuya and said ginger tugs on Dazai’s collar and gives him a small kiss. “There’s the kiss you so wanted me to give you earlier.” The executive smirks while Dazai stands there with a pink blush to his cheeks. “Chibi’s so cruel…” He mutters while Chuuya grabs his hand and drags him towards the front door of the place.
The moment they’re inside said place, they enter a room and when they open the door, they see that a few people have indeed arrived. Mori, Fukuzawa, Kenji, Kouyou, Kyouka, Atsushi, the Akutagawa siblings, and Kunikida are all already here.
“Ah! Dazai-kun! Chuuya-kun! You’re here.” Mori checks his watch, 8:30pm. “Right on time too, which was expected of you Chuuya-kun.” He chirps as he’s seated beside Fukuzawa, probably chatting away about Elise again. The detective and executive nod in sync, before sitting down on the opposite side of the room, facing Atsushi and Akutagawa, who for some reason, are seated next to each other with Gin beside Akutagawa. And even weirder, most of them are kinda dead-focused on their phones, even Kyouka and Kenji. Atsushi seems to be typing most of the time, and Akutagawa and Atsushi glance at each other sometimes for… something. Perhaps related to whatever’s going on in that gc of theirs? Dazai can’t quite put his finger on it yet.
A few minutes later, more and more people from both sides come in (with Poe as Ranpo’s plus one), sitting down and waiting for the others until they’re all there. The chatter dies down a few minutes after their drinks were served.
Dazai and Chuuya stare at each other for a long time before Chuuya sighs and Dazai grins.
Someone taps a spoon on their glass which breaks the silence. Everyone looks up and sees Nakahara Chuuya raising his wine glass. “Everyone. I have an announcement to make. As this joint hangout is on the same day our very first joint hangout outside of work was set, I’d like to settle something.” Chuuya stands up and everybody is silent, listening intently to the executive. “I know all of you have been dying to figure out what’s going on between me and this mackerel.” Chuuya points at Dazai, who’s seated beside him, as he continues. “Hell, you even have a group chat for it.” Everybody except Dazai and Chuuya turn accusing looks to the others with their looks saying “Who the fuck snitched?!”. Chuuya chuckles. “Ane-san has been filling me in, while Hirotsu-san was filling Dazai in.” He chuckles as he points to Kouyou and Hirotsu who are seated next to each other and everyone (minus soukoku) gives them accusing looks. “So now, here comes the big news for most of you.” The ginger pauses and lets the brunette stand up, who is grinning. Dazai, genuinely grinning.
“Me and the hatrack have been married for four years~ Our 5-year anniversary is coming up as well~” Dazai says happily, taking off Chuuya’s glove and showing his own necklace that was kept hidden under his shirt. The people in the room see it. The matching rings.
Kouyou chuckles, "2 black diamonds on both rings, hm?" "Ah, I see... Double Black." Mori says with delight, Elise by his side, grinning. A loud roar of “WHAT”’s can be heard after the deafening silence. Predictably, they asked questions and Soukoku was happy to oblige. All of that went on for many minutes. Until the topic was switched and they started talking about what kind of joint hangout should they plan next.
Of course, all their chattering was halted to a stop when a huge whirlpool of bright colors appeared underneath them and sucked them right in.