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The air hung silent and still, making an occasional wave of wind and sound as the executive busied himself away, absorbed in his paperwork. A few knocks came to his office door, he hummed as if they could hear him from the other side. Approval for them to enter.
The door opened quietly, then thudded shut. The red haired executive paid no mind, his body language was all he needed to get across that whoever entered needed to make it quick or fuck off. But no. Much to his surprise the calculated footsteps of those who entered, made their way closer. The executive. Chuuya, was about to loose his shit if Dazai had the fucking audacity to-
But no. As Chuuya looked up, he was certainly surprised to see....
“What’s with the face, Nakahara? Bad time?”
That cocky voice. So similar...yet...ugh. Way different. Chuuya sighed, his shoulders relaxing as he didn’t take to notice how tense he had gotten.
“Kajii..”
The executive mumbled, placing his equipment to the side, bringing an arm up to rest his elbow, face leaned in his palm.
“What the hell brought you here huh?”
Chuuya grumbled.
Well it’s not like he had people coming in and out of his office everyday, inconveniencing him at the best times....but Kajii? That’s pretty out of sorts...
“Do I need a permit to come see you?”
Kajii smirked, his grin bright and wide. Annoying as fuck.
“No, you- ugh...You know what I mean dipshit”
Chuuya exhaled, his vison being swooped by a looming shadow of a hand. Not his. As the nimble fingers swiped and tucked away a stray strand of hair behind the executives ear. Chuuya blinked, slightly dumbfounded before acting apon himself. He glared slightly at Kajii, swatting his hand away. Kajii faked a painful hiss, acting as if Chuuya crushed delicate bones in Kajii’s hand just from swatting it. He did it just to piss Chuuya off.
It did piss him off.
“Welll...”
Kajii hummed, drawing out his wording as he looked around the room.
“I was wondering....If you’d like to come and join us tonight for drinks?”
Kajii smiled.
“Us?”
Chuuya raises an unimpressed eyebrow.
“Yup. Me, the black lizard....couple of drinks?”
Kajii animated with his hands. Chuuya’s eyes followed through, thinking about it. Kajii smirked as he made himself at home, setting himself down on the edge of Chuuya’s desk, his hand coming up to tussle with the fancy chain of Chuuya’s hat.
“I convinced Akutagawa to go”
Kajii casually hums, continuing to fidget with Chuuya’s accesories as if it were his own.
“Really?”
Chuuya muses. Not exactly convinced....but willing to be persuaded. But he knew Kajii wasn’t really one to persuade...if he already knew he got what he wanted.
He certainly did.
Kajii hummed, flicking Chuuya’s chain into his face as he stood up, he hummed as he let himself stride to the door he once opened before.
“Hopfully we’ll see you there, prince”
Kajii chuckles as he waves before shutting the door.
Chuuya let out an amused scoff. Letting himself adjust once more to continue his work.
That crazy bastard took up more time then he thought he would...He’ll pay for that...with his drinks that is.
Chuuya smirked as he continued to report away.