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Summary
The boss of the Port Mafia is Dazai Osamu, well-known in the underground circles as a cold, calculating vampire. He has a sharp, handsome face, a grin that could cut glass, and a reputation as the most powerful man in Yokohama, running everything from black market blood deals to pizza shops on the edge of town.
Underneath the façade, he's-- well, he's still cold, he's still calculating, and he's definitely still a vampire. Chuuya Nakahara, his right-hand-man, knows this very well. He's had Dazai's fangs in his neck more than once, actually. It's just another part of his job: he deals with miscreants, he goes to meetings, and he lets his boss drink from the tap when he gets too hungry.
But things escalate when one day, a blood-drunk Dazai grabs him by the collar and kisses him, messy and desperate, the metallic tang of blood mixing through their saliva.
And then things escalated again. And again.
Now, years later, it's their own little ritual. The boss says he's hungry, Chuuya follows him to the nearest couch, and the nearby employees all flee to a different story as fast as they can. It's been going on for ages...
Though this time, things feel just a little different.
Series
- Part 1 of Soukoku Fics <3