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Osamu Dazai was sitting at the dinner table with his fathers, Oda and Ango, awkwardly. Something was definitely on his mind. Oda decided, as blunt as he is, to ask.
“Osamu, what are you thinking about?”
“Nothing.” Osamu muttered
“Be honest with us, Mumu, we’re your dads.” Ango butts in, putting his hand on Osamu’s back, rubbing it in gentle circles. Osamu set his chopsticks down.
“I’m in love.”
“Is it Chuuya again? Y’know you too are better broken u-” Oda started, before his husband slapped a hand over his mouth.
“Shush, Oda!” Ango whisper-shouts, before looking at Osamu, “It’s okay if you still love him honey.”
“No! Not anymore! Well… kinda… but I’m talking about a girl.”
“Oh, so it’s one of the girls who’s waaayyy out of your league.” Oda’s voice was muffled from behind Ango’s hand.
“I’ll show you a picture!” Osamu pulled out his phone, and showed the two a photo of Osamu holding a girl? guy? whoever, with split dyed hair, half lavender, half white, the person also had purple-ish red eyes, and their hair was shaped almost like a jellyfish.
“Yeah, they are out of his league.” Oda muttered to Ango, know that he had taken his hand away.
“Are you two friends?”
“Yeah! She’s kinda like Chibi, but less aggressive. She’s also a lot weaker.”
“Well, I’m crossing my fingers she likes you back. She seems very sweet, may I ask what her name is?”
“Sigma.” Osamu grinned. Oda then began to chuckle, while Ango stared at Osamu.
“That’s her name?!” Ango gasped, “You’re 100% serious?!” Ango couldn’t believe an adult, or even orphanage, would name her that.
“Yeah! I think she chose it herself, she is trans.” Ah, that made more sense.
“Ah, alright. Well, let me know if you think she likes you back.” Ango smiled at Osamu. Osamu grinned widely and continued to eat his food.
A week later Osamu was back at campus after his small break, and immediately ran to Sigma’s dorm, banging on the door. Sigma opened the door and just glared at Osamu.
“What do you want, Dazai?” Sigma asked, Osamu noticed she only had the door enough to stick her head out, Osamu then heard a voice coming from behind Sigma. It was Chuuya?!
“Sigma, hurry up and come back over here.” Chuuya muttered.
“SIGGY ARE YOU CHEATING ON ME?!” Osamu yelled, yanking the door open, and glaring at Chuuya.
“I’m not dating EITHER OF YOU!” Sigma groaned as she stomped her foot. She then pulls Osamu into her dorm by his collar, sitting him down on the bed next to Chuuya.
“Why not?” Chuuya and Osamu said in sync. Sigma sighs.
“Because, One, I don’t do polycules only polyamory. Two, YOU WON’T QUIT FIGHTING!” Sigma yells.
“...I’m fine with dating Chuuya again.” Osamu blurts, before smacking a hand over his mouth. Sigma just stares wide-eyed. She hadn’t known the two were dating… er… exes.
“You two dated?”
“3 years.” Chuuya muttered, as tears began to fill his eyes, “Then he left me, and ran away before showing up here.” Chuuya leaned against Sigma as sobs wracked him. Osamu’s eyes went wide, he never knew Chuuya had felt this way. Osamu didn’t know what to do or say, eventually he scooted over to Chuuya cupping his face in his hand gently rubbing his cheek.
“I love you Chuuya, I really do.” Osamu muttered, pulling Chuuya into his lap, “So much.” Osamu rubbed Chuuya's back and kissed every inch of Chuuya’s face he could reach, except for his lips. Chuuya began to stop crying, just sniffling and burying his head in Osamu's neck. Sigma ran her fingers through Chuuya’s hair, before kissing his cheek. The three just sat there together. Eventually Chuuya pulled away from Osamu’s neck. He stared up at Osamu’s face and kissed him, wrapping his arms around his neck. Osamu’s eyes widened before snapping shut. He held Chuuya’s waist, before pulling away, and panting.
“You love me too?” Osamu whispers.
“I love you too.” Chuuya replies, “And I love you.” Chuuya turned to Sigma kissing her cheek. Sigma’s face began to flush.
“I love you too… and you too Osa.” Sigma grinned, before kissing Chuuya.
That night Osamu ran… drove home as fast as he could (legally).
“Dads!” Osamu had yelled as he burst into the kitchen, causing Ango to spill coffee (decaf) all over himself. Oda grabbed a towel and started cleaning his husband off as he turned towards Osamu.
“What is it Osa?” Oda asked as he continues scrubbing Ango’s shirt.
“I HAVE A GIRLFRIEND!” Osamu cheered, he jumped in the air.
“Really?”
“AND A BOYFRIEND!”
“Who are they?”
“Sigma and Chuuya.”
“Mumu, you sure you wanna date Chuuya, again? I mean y’know how much he hated you after we moved.” Ango, who was now changing into a different shirt, asked.
“I know, and it wasn’t our fault considering you both had to run away from the mafia, but I love him. And he said he loves me, I'll also still have siggy if he goes back on his words.” Osamu responds. Osamu then finally noticed the coffee spill.
“Shit, was that my fault..?”
“Mumu, language.”
“I’m 21 dad!”
“Doesn’t matter, no swearing in my house.”
“Thats not what you said last night.” Oda teased. Ango then kicked Oda.
“EW!” Osamu fake gags
“Shut up. Oda, you slept on the couch, what are you on?” Ango rolled his eyes as he grabbed his now stained shirt and folded it up.