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Thinking about an AU where Chuuya is an ex hitman turned bodyguard hired to protect the son of a famous and wealthy doctor. Of course, Dazai doesn’t want a bodyguard so he decides to be a little shit to make it hard for Chuuya in hopes of him giving up and quitting 
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And of course because it’s me, they end up eventually getting closer and iendjdnsjsns smut with top Chuuya or switch https://abs.twimg.com/emoji/v2/... draggable="false" alt="👀" title="Eyes" aria-label="Emoji: Eyes">
Dazai trying to run away from Chuuya or lose him in a crowd and just other things to annoy the hell out of him. Dazai is a bloody headache but Chuuya can’t deny that the bastard is hot.
And Dazai trying to tell Chuuya that he is his master and Chuuya has to do what he says and Dazai tells him to go away and Chuuya’s rolling his eyes and like “I was hired by your father that isn’t how this works.” Idk sjsnsjsnsn
Chuuya: “You’re such a fucking brat!”
Dazai as he flicks his food at Chuuya: “Then quit Chuuhuahuaaaaa~”
Chuuya: HANSJSNSJSNSJNSNS
Dazai as he flicks his food at Chuuya: “Then quit Chuuhuahuaaaaa~”
Chuuya: HANSJSNSJSNSJNSNS
Chuuya widening his eyes: “I have just realised something.”
Dazai: “So the tiny dog is capable of thought!”
Chuuya: “I am not a bodyguard, I am a babysitter for your bratty ass.
Dazai:
Dazai: “So the tiny dog is capable of thought!”
Chuuya: “I am not a bodyguard, I am a babysitter for your bratty ass.
Dazai:
Ok I gotta write this before I forget:
Dazai continues his pranks and trying to annoy the hell out of Chuuya. He really doesn’t see how he needs a bodyguard. Even if his father has been getting increasingly popular.
And it is one particular afternoon while trying to avoid+
Dazai continues his pranks and trying to annoy the hell out of Chuuya. He really doesn’t see how he needs a bodyguard. Even if his father has been getting increasingly popular.
And it is one particular afternoon while trying to avoid+
Chuuya and lose him in a crowd for probably the 20th time that he realises he does in fact need one. If the bullet Chuuya took for him in his haste to reach the bastard is any indication.
Luckily it was only in the arm, and didn’t fracture his bone but it still left Chuuya in+
Luckily it was only in the arm, and didn’t fracture his bone but it still left Chuuya in+
The hospital. Dazai felt extremely bad, he was such a prick to the redhead but he still risked his life for him. His father isn’t amused but says he will hire a new bodyguard for him.
Dazai refuses, he wants Chuuya to remain his bodyguard once he recovers+
Dazai refuses, he wants Chuuya to remain his bodyguard once he recovers+
Both to fix his behaviour and apologise, but also because, strangely enough, being around the temperamental bodyguard was actually pretty fun?
Chuuya was definitely surprised when Dazai started becoming more manageable and helpful for once
Chuuya was definitely surprised when Dazai started becoming more manageable and helpful for once
He even stopped with the pranks and trying to lose him in a crowd.
Dazai eventually admitted that he was an idiot and was extremely grateful and wanted Chuuya to remain with him and keep him safe. He didn’t want to admit that his change of behaviour was to keep Chuuya safe too
Dazai eventually admitted that he was an idiot and was extremely grateful and wanted Chuuya to remain with him and keep him safe. He didn’t want to admit that his change of behaviour was to keep Chuuya safe too
Knowing that Chuuya was ready to jump in and risk his life like that just for him. It made him worried each time they had to go out now but not only for himself. The image of Chuuya clutching his arm and groaning after pulling them into an alley way out of view haunting him since
Maybe Chuuya was only doing it for the money,after all he was being paid well.
But money means nothing when you’re dead.
Either way Dazai decides to find any excuse possible to stay home so they don’t have to go out so much. Like watching shitty movies much to Chuuya’s distaste
But money means nothing when you’re dead.
Either way Dazai decides to find any excuse possible to stay home so they don’t have to go out so much. Like watching shitty movies much to Chuuya’s distaste
Dazai gets to learn more about Chuuya this way also. His likes and dislikes, his taste in music and movies. He also finds out that Chuuya is actually a couple years older than him though you wouldn’t be able to tell from the obvious height difference.
Not that Chuuya needs his height to be a fucking badass. Dazai has seen his muscles on display in the myriad of casual clothes he has worn while trailing Dazai out in public to not draw attention. Dazai definitely appreciates a nice pair of thighs when he sees them
And thanks whatever god created skinny jeans because Chuuya seems /obsessed/ with them, especially the ripped kind.
Dazai quickly realises that he has the hots for his damn bodyguard.
Dazai quickly realises that he has the hots for his damn bodyguard.
On Chuuya’s end, he is having his own conundrum.
‘Get a grip Nakahara! He is your clients son, you’re meant to protect him, not fucking /court/ him!’ Chuuya thinks to himself, having to tell himself this each time he is with Dazai, which is /every/ day.
‘Get a grip Nakahara! He is your clients son, you’re meant to protect him, not fucking /court/ him!’ Chuuya thinks to himself, having to tell himself this each time he is with Dazai, which is /every/ day.
Before the attraction was manageable because Dazai was a prick.
But now?
He is being so helpful now, he is still a bit of a brat but it’s no where near the scale as before.
And the asshole just has to have a charming smile to boot, which he has been shooting Chuuya’s way+
But now?
He is being so helpful now, he is still a bit of a brat but it’s no where near the scale as before.
And the asshole just has to have a charming smile to boot, which he has been shooting Chuuya’s way+
More often now.
God damnit.
Well, he can ignore it,he is strong, powerful,nothing can break through his defen-
“Hey, Chuuya?Can you, teach me some moves? So I can help defend myself?”Dazai asks as he twirls his own hair around his finger almost shyly.
God fucking shit damnit—
God damnit.
Well, he can ignore it,he is strong, powerful,nothing can break through his defen-
“Hey, Chuuya?Can you, teach me some moves? So I can help defend myself?”Dazai asks as he twirls his own hair around his finger almost shyly.
God fucking shit damnit—
Chuuya pinches the bridge of his nose, “It’s my job to protect you, you don’t need to worry about that.”
Dazai pouts, “But I want to help, any way I can, and I don’t think it would be bad to learn some things to protect myself.+
Dazai pouts, “But I want to help, any way I can, and I don’t think it would be bad to learn some things to protect myself.+
After all you won’t be with me forever...” Dazai trails off, saddened by his own words.
Chuuya blinks, “I mean, it /would/ help but I don’t think your father would want me to do that, especially since it might get rough.”
“My father doesn’t have to know.”
Chuuya blinks, “I mean, it /would/ help but I don’t think your father would want me to do that, especially since it might get rough.”
“My father doesn’t have to know.”
“I-“ Chuuya begins to fight him on that but-
“I’ll be a brat again.” Dazai beams with a cheeky grin.
“I-wait WHAT!?”
Dazai just continues to grin at him.
Chuuya squints,” You wouldn’t dare.”
“I’ll do it Chuuya, I’m insane.”
Chuuya sighs in defeat.
“I’ll be a brat again.” Dazai beams with a cheeky grin.
“I-wait WHAT!?”
Dazai just continues to grin at him.
Chuuya squints,” You wouldn’t dare.”
“I’ll do it Chuuya, I’m insane.”
Chuuya sighs in defeat.
He /really/ doesn’t want to go back to the pranks.
“Okay, fine,” Chuuya agrees, “but if your father finds out, I’m going to beat your ass.”
“I hope you do.” Dazai says under his breath.
“What was that?”
“Nothing!”
“Okay, fine,” Chuuya agrees, “but if your father finds out, I’m going to beat your ass.”
“I hope you do.” Dazai says under his breath.
“What was that?”
“Nothing!”
And so it begun, attempting to teach Dazai some form of self defence.
They chose during the night, in Dazai’s room and luckily it’s spacious enough that there isn’t really any risk of breaking anything. The walls are also quite thick so most sounds are muffled.
They chose during the night, in Dazai’s room and luckily it’s spacious enough that there isn’t really any risk of breaking anything. The walls are also quite thick so most sounds are muffled.
Dazai, much to Chuuya’s surprise, turned out to be quite a quick learner.
He listened to Chuuya’s every instruction and followed his every move.
Chuuya followed Dazais every move too, not only because he was teaching him but because the bastard chose to wear shorts.
Asshole.
He listened to Chuuya’s every instruction and followed his every move.
Chuuya followed Dazais every move too, not only because he was teaching him but because the bastard chose to wear shorts.
Asshole.
One particular night, Chuuya decides to wear a tank top, and that is the first time since that Dazai has seen the bullet wound on the redheads upper arm.
And he still blames himself for it.
Dazai walks towards him and Chuuya braces himself because they are meant to be+
And he still blames himself for it.
Dazai walks towards him and Chuuya braces himself because they are meant to be+
Training. However he lowers his hands as Dazai stands in front of him.
“What is it?”
Dazai doesn’t say anything, he just traces his hand up Chuuya’s arm to lightly touch the now scar with his finger tips.
/Oh./
“What is it?”
Dazai doesn’t say anything, he just traces his hand up Chuuya’s arm to lightly touch the now scar with his finger tips.
/Oh./
“Just...” Dazai begins to speak, “it’s my fault.”
Chuuya lets out a sigh and takes Dazai’s hand in his own, “We’ve talked about this, it’s /my/ job to protect /you/.”
“But...” Dazai swallows thickly, “you could’ve /died/.”
Chuuya lets out a sigh and takes Dazai’s hand in his own, “We’ve talked about this, it’s /my/ job to protect /you/.”
“But...” Dazai swallows thickly, “you could’ve /died/.”
“Hey, Dazai,” Chuuya brings Dazai’s palm to rest on his chest, over his heart, “I’m here, okay? I’m still alive.”
Dazai blushes slightly at feeling his hand against Chuuya’s warm chest, his muscles, and he presses a little more, feeling his obvious heartbeat.
Dazai blushes slightly at feeling his hand against Chuuya’s warm chest, his muscles, and he presses a little more, feeling his obvious heartbeat.
Dazai releases a shaky breath and relaxes.
Chuuya smiles, “See?”
Dazai nods and leans down to rest his head against his shoulder, “Please...be careful.”
Chuuya turns his own shade of red and lifts his hand up to stroke Dazai’s brown locks, “Y-Yeah, I will be.”
Chuuya smiles, “See?”
Dazai nods and leans down to rest his head against his shoulder, “Please...be careful.”
Chuuya turns his own shade of red and lifts his hand up to stroke Dazai’s brown locks, “Y-Yeah, I will be.”
They stay like that for a few moments until Chuuya parts, stroking Dazai’s cheek, “How about you and I take a break for tonight and watch one of your shitty movies?”
Dazai gasps,”They are not shitty!”
“You keep telling yourself that.” Chuuya winks and Dazai’s heart skips a beat
Dazai gasps,”They are not shitty!”
“You keep telling yourself that.” Chuuya winks and Dazai’s heart skips a beat
They settle on Dazai’s couch after selecting a movie and Dazai grabs a blanket to throw over them.
They watch the movie in comfortable silence, that is, until Dazai scoots closer and gingerly leans up against Chuuya, resting his head against his shoulder.
They watch the movie in comfortable silence, that is, until Dazai scoots closer and gingerly leans up against Chuuya, resting his head against his shoulder.
Chuuya tenses up for a moment before willing his traitorous heartbeat to calm down enough to speak,”You okay?”He croaks out, voice also betraying him.
“I just...”Dazai snuggles against him a little more,”you’re warm.”
Chuuya brings his hand up to cover his own mouth, blushing
“I just...”Dazai snuggles against him a little more,”you’re warm.”
Chuuya brings his hand up to cover his own mouth, blushing
Like crazy, ‘He’s so cute, fuck.’
Upon getting no response, Dazai speaks again, “Is this okay? I’m sorry I can mov-“
“N-No, I mean, yes, /yes/ it’s fine.” Chuuya stutters.
Dazai just hums contently as they continue watching the movie, not that either are paying attention
Upon getting no response, Dazai speaks again, “Is this okay? I’m sorry I can mov-“
“N-No, I mean, yes, /yes/ it’s fine.” Chuuya stutters.
Dazai just hums contently as they continue watching the movie, not that either are paying attention
At this point.
After awhile, Chuuya gently moves his arm out from where Dazai is resting on that shoulder, to wrap around him. Dazai shifts to lean against him more and feels Chuuya rest his head against his, “Comfy?”
Dazai nods, the smile on his face unseen by the redhead.
After awhile, Chuuya gently moves his arm out from where Dazai is resting on that shoulder, to wrap around him. Dazai shifts to lean against him more and feels Chuuya rest his head against his, “Comfy?”
Dazai nods, the smile on his face unseen by the redhead.
They both fall asleep while watching the movie, neither even remembering what the hell it was about because all they thought about was each other.
Morning comes, and Chuuya wakes up with a yawn and a very heavy feeling on top of him.
He looks down and his eyes go wide
Morning comes, and Chuuya wakes up with a yawn and a very heavy feeling on top of him.
He looks down and his eyes go wide
As he notices that Dazai is laying completely on top of him, sleeping soundly.
Chuuya turns bright red, wondering if he should shove him off or wait it out.
He runs his hands through his own hair, ahhhh he is screwed, he let his feelings get involved with his work
Chuuya turns bright red, wondering if he should shove him off or wait it out.
He runs his hands through his own hair, ahhhh he is screwed, he let his feelings get involved with his work
He gives himself a little slap, running his hands down his face before gently shifting a little so he’s leaning on his elbows, Dazai’s head still resting against his chest.
He smiles as he gently runs his hand through his messy brown hair, “What am I going to do with you?”
He smiles as he gently runs his hand through his messy brown hair, “What am I going to do with you?”
Dazai groans in his sleep and moves his arms around Chuuya’s waist to cuddle him and bury his face even more against his chest.
Chuuya lets out a shiver but his hand doesn’t leave Dazai’s hair, “So this is /your/ plan, to murder me.”
Chuuya lets out a shiver but his hand doesn’t leave Dazai’s hair, “So this is /your/ plan, to murder me.”
The sudden tremble and chuckle coming from the brunette on top of him clues him in.
“Are you fucking /awake/?”
The mound of laughter suddenly tenses, “...No.”
Chuuya sighs, “You really are a brat, I should shove you off me.”
The arms around Chuuya’s waist tighten
“Are you fucking /awake/?”
The mound of laughter suddenly tenses, “...No.”
Chuuya sighs, “You really are a brat, I should shove you off me.”
The arms around Chuuya’s waist tighten
And he practically melds himself against Chuuya, “You’re comfy.”
“Oh yeah?” Chuuya chuckles as his hand returns to stroking Dazai’s hair, lightly rubbing his scalp.
Dazai sighs and shivers, “Y-Yeah...I don’t want to get off.”
“Then don’t.” Chuuya replies softly.
“Oh yeah?” Chuuya chuckles as his hand returns to stroking Dazai’s hair, lightly rubbing his scalp.
Dazai sighs and shivers, “Y-Yeah...I don’t want to get off.”
“Then don’t.” Chuuya replies softly.
