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Dazai isn’t a jealous person,
Sure, he sometimes got a little irritated but never jealous
He never had a reason to be jealous he was always too busy thinking of more important stuff
Like a double suicide
Plans
Missions
And other such things that seem to escape him at the moment
But…
But
He feels his eyes twitch as watching what is supposed to be a client be too handsy—much too handsy— with his dearest protege while the tiger doesn’t seem to be pushing off the invasive touches
They’ve been talking for hours
Atsushis trying to get information while Dazai has to sit and watch over him make sure he’s doing well
And he is
He’s doing splendidly so far in Dazai’s opinion
Not using the methods Dazai himself would use but it gets the job done with Atsushi’s own brand of intellect
Dazai’s proud of him so far
He managed to weasel out a rough estimate of the location
Managed to get the client comfortable and talking
As the client shifts once more closer too Atsushi again
Dazai’s eyes narrow slightly as the client seems to get closer too the tiger.
It’s not like they need to have their hands on his arm
Dazai’s hand itches his bandages suddenly feeling uncomfortable as Atsushi doesn’t seem to try and pull away flexing his hand slightly as his eyes
unwavering, focus solidly on the two people interacting
Dazai briefly wonders to himself what makes Atsushi so comfortable with them,
Because in his unbaised opinion this is getting to far
Does he find their eyes pretty? (Dazai’s been told that his eyes could be consuming)
Their hair lush and beautiful? (Dazai tugs at his own hair unconsciously wavy but unkempt )
Maybe the fact that they seem to talk too much about nothing (which Dazai does too, he can spin a story so round that no one would know what even caused the conversation )
A hand to Atsushi’s shoulder causes Dazai to almost bristle bursting him from his observations
if it wasn’t for his own self control,
Again there’s deep unrelenting heaviness to his stomach that he can’t explain as he subtly makes sure nothing in his posture could possible show he’s bothered
Because he isn’t
It would be stupid to be bothered
There’s nothing to be bothered by.
“Yes of course, we’ll try our best to find the problem and solve it just as quickly.,” His— protege— says reassuringly as he helps the client stay up
Dazai’s eyes narrow as he pinpoints the hand around the clients waist (wasn’t Atsushi supposed to be more professional than this?)
The problem isn’t even that big,
Dazai thought too himself suspicion (yes that’s the feeling to must be it) creeps into his heart
it’s suspicious how much they keep clinging onto Atsushi for all we know they could’ve put something dangerous on his without our notice, really it’s in both of Atsushi’s and the agency’s business that he makes sure too wrap this up
Making up his mind
Dazai practically jumps out of the chair as he fixes a smile to his face wrapping an arm around the tigers shoulder detaching him from the client (good ) as he takes over the conversation
“Yes yes of course! We’ll get right to it,” he waves his freed hand in a reassuring gesture “ don’t worry dearest client for Atsushi over here is well enough on his own to complete it in less of a week!” He says adding on a charming smile that seems too fool them well enough
The deadpanned stare Atsushi is giving him shows the opposite but he doesn’t seem to call out Dazai anyhow as the brunette subtly ushers out the client as quickly as he could —sadly— needing to detach himself from the tiger in the process
When the person is well and gone it’s as if the clawing at his chest and the deep seated pressure in his stomach has gone and went away!
‘Should’ve known, it was because the client was way too invasive with their touches!’ Dazai thought to himself as he turned back too Atsushi
‘I was just making sure my protege doesn’t get overwhelmed obviously’ something in the back of dazais head seems to tell him that he reached the wrong conclusion
He squished that thought and moved on
“Dazai san?” Comes Atsushi’s voice snapping Dazai out of his thoughts
“Why did you do that?” The purple yellow eyes seem to look at him in question as the tiger asked him the question his arms crossed as a cute frown sports his face white uneven hair moving with the slight tilt of his head
Seeing that alone seems to raise Dazai’s mood his heart stuttering for only a second before Dazai controls it in a normal rate again
He sighs dramatic as he flops back down on his chair “atsushii~ you already caught the gist of what’s happening was there truly a need too prolong it ?” Dazai says making sure his voice was as whiney as possible getting the desired eyeroll and the small hint of a smile that encourages Dazai just enough
Like a dog with a bone dangling just out of reach
Just enough that Dazai doesn’t want to stop his eccentrics
“Yes I did,” Atsushi says sighing “but just pushing them out of the agency was pretty rude Dazai-san we shouldn’t be ushering clients out like that!” He pointed out exasperated
A pout tugs down Dazai’s mouth trying too think of a way too justify what he did without it sounding ridiculous as it slowly dawns on him that his thought process….
Wasn’t really that justified
“Because I was bored atsushi what else am I supposed too do with no Kunikida too annoy?!” He says with a sigh of a man who has lived a thousand years
Atsushi’s flat expression shows that he doesn’t for one second believe what he said and rightfully calls him out for it
“You could’ve left at any time Dazai san, this really only needed me “ Atsushi pointed out now less annoyed with him and more confused
Dazai freezes for a second before giving a bright laugh making sure Atsushi doesn’t catch any hint of his jumbled thoughts
Standing up and quickly crossing the room to reach the tigers side
“Yes but I wouldn’t have the fortune of having anyone pay for my order!” He says a half truth as he tugs Atsushi along
The white haired man’s deadpan was enough too show he believed him at the justification—not that it isn’t true Dazai is sure that’s nintey nine percent of the reason
He ignores the warmth of the tiger as Dazai doesn’t release the arm around his shoulder putting one hand under the suspender
(Just incase of course wouldn’t want them too slip down)
His grip playful but firm
Yeah this is good Dazai knew it was because of a fishy client
Nothing else and nothing more
He tugs Atsushi closer almost causing him to trip
“Dazai san!” He yelps out as he adjusted his stance
A smile—genuine one, crept up his face as they walked to the cafe
Atsushi sighing as he decided too instead continue conversation with Dazai offering sarcasm inbetweeen
Yeah
Dazai decides
It was because the client was being suspicious
Honestly Atsushi should be glad he protected him from that creep.