You have a lover?! (ADA! Dazai x Fiancee!Reader)
Warnings: Mentions of suicide (it’s Dazai of course)
Notes: YES!!! I WAS SO HYPED TO WRITE THIS!! I got so excited, you don’t even know. Thank you so much for requesting :) and your English is perfect, no worries!! (also L/n= Last name) Sorry for the long wait. At the end I included some extra stuff I liked but couldn’t add in!
Y/n couldn’t get ahold of Dazai to tell him that he had left his lunch home. She knew her lover wouldn’t eat if he wasn’t forced to (or bribed by y/n considering she made his lunches everyday). Her hands were tied, plus–she wanted to meet her fiancee’s coworkers.
She called one more time to let Dazai know what she was doing and headed over. The ride was short but entertaining–public transport never failed to disgust and amaze her. She got off the bus early to walk in the afternoon sun, a small cool breeze blowing by.
Once she arrived at the brick building she felt her stomach twist. She would be lying if she said she wasn’t nervous. She had never met Dazai’s coworkers before. He had talked about them many times but that was still only gossip. She didn’t know what they truly were like.
She buried her feelings down and walked up the stairs, the lunch bag in her hands. She couldn’t wait to see her lover, no matter how annoying he could be. She looked for the door labeled, “Armed Detective Agency” once she reached the right floor, and walked towards it.
Would Dazai be mad she came? Would they all hate her? What if she interrupts something important? What if Dazai isn’t even here?
She shook her head and groaned, she had already come this far–there was no turning back now. Putting her hand on the smooth metal of knob, she opened the door.
She wasn’t expecting to see her lover standing on a desk, pointing at–what she assumed to be–a coworker. She felt her anxiety go away and instead be replaced with amusement (and mild embarrassment). He yelled about paperwork and how he ‘would rather die (only to be met with the snarky response of: “You say that about everything”). She watched him for a while longer, a lazy grin on her face.
Once she had enough she walked into the room a little more, “Dazai!” she finally called out, making everyone turn to look at her. They all stared before scrambling to look presentable. She ignored them all and held up the small bag and sighed, “You forgot this.”
Dazai–who originally looked surprised–grinned and ran over, nearly pushing a blonde man out of his way. “Y/n~!” he yelled. He basically rammed into her and picked her up, hugging her tightly.
“Ah! I can’t believe you’re here, my belladonna!” he set her down and pinched her cheeks. He cooed over her and wouldn’t stop smiling. “Look at you, you’re adorable!”
She slapped his hands away and pushed the bag into his hands, her face hot, “You forgot your lunch you idiot.” She ruffled his hair, the anger and annoyance washing away slowly.
“Your insult hurts me!”
Y/n laughed, “Wasn’t supposed to feel good, love.” He just pouted and thanked her for bringing his lunch, a genuine look of happiness in his eyes.
Y/n nodded and went to walk away when a white-haired boy spoke up, “U-um who is she?” he pointed at the women who was trying to walk out the door.
Dazai turned around and tugged y/n back. He wrapped his arms around her waist–much to the dislike of his lover– and gave a smug smile, “She’s my belladonna, the light of my life, my-”
Y/n cut him off, wanting his to stop embarrassing her already (even though she loved his dramatic antics), “I’m this maniacs fiancee.”
The room went deathly quiet. The white-haired boy deadpanned and just stared, much like everyone else. The room became tense and unwelcoming, full of disbelief and shock. Y/n awkwardly laughed, “I guess it’s time for me to go now.”
She finally went to walk away but her lover pulled her back, “Say for a little while longer,” he complained, snuggling into her neck.
Y/n was going to respond before she was cut off with–“Fiancee?!” The blonde-haired man yelled, pointing his finger at Dazai, “You have a fiancee?!”
Y/n lover just smugly grinned and said, “Of course I do!” He hugged her tighter and watched the chaos as his coworkers started to yell.
The whole office erupted into something along the lines of an interrogation. Countless people asking if their engagement was true and why did y/n ‘love a guy like him’. She just ignored them and made Dazai answer them after she realized they wouldn’t stop asking.
As everyone yelled at her lover, y/n stood off to the side–sighing in exhaustion. She had been here less than five minutes and everyone was already yelling. She hadn’t expected this, and she didn’t expect the white-haired boy from earlier to slowly make his way over to her.
“Hi!” he nervously introduced himself, “I’m Atsushi Nakajima.” He held his hand out and gave a small smile.
Y/n shook his hand and grinned, glad that one person here seemed sane. “I’m l/n y/n or I guess, Dazai y/n.” she said.
Atsushi nodded, “It’s nice to meet you,’” he raised his voice a little, so that y/n could hear him over the yells of his coworkers. “How did you two meet?” he asked, referring to Dazai.
“He asked me to commit double suicide with him in the middle of a grocery store.”
“A-ah! That sounds like him for sure.”
Y/n laughed and talked with the white-haired boy more, finding his personality to be soothing. She liked how he wasn’t as dramatic or loud as her lover, it gave her a chance to relax.
“Well,” she said, checking her phone, “I have to go now, it was nice meeting you!” she waved goodbye to the boy. She went over to the center of the chaos and tapped her lover on the shoulder, “I’m leaving now love, I’ll see you at home.”
Dazai groaned, “But I didn’t even get to talk to you!”
She shrugged, “We can talk later you big baby,” she kissed him on the cheek and said her good-byes.
“Hey,” y/n said as she walked into the office. In her hands was a small envelope, she carried it close to her, as if she wanted to protect it.
“Y/n!! Come here, come here,” Dazai yelled as he realized his lover had come. She sighed and walked over, “What do you want?” she asked, a subtle grin on her face.
This was around the 7th time she had visited the office, the people there didn’t mind her hanging around and y/n loved to talk to Atsushi. She often pinched his cheeks or teased him like an older sister would. It was no secret she had taken a liking to the young boy.
He had also seemed to grow attached to y/n–not in a romantic way, but as if y/n was like a sibling, or a mother. He came to her for advice and he often took what she said to heart. Dazai had noticed this and he felt his heart tug, his subordinate and his fiancee getting along. It made him feel like he had a family–but he’d never admit that out loud.
As Dazai showed his fiancee his new suicide method Atsushi nervously walked in. He had spent all night looking for a criminal, and only got around 2 hours of sleep. He was exhausted. He sat down as y/n started to scold her lover for trying to kill himself again. “I will drag you up from hell myself you bastard,” she told him.
“You’d do all that for me~?”
Atsushi watched them fight, a smile smile on his face. The two brought a certain feeling to the usual chaotic office. He stifled a laugh and Dazai looked over, “Eh-! Are you laughing at me!?” he asked.
Atsushi panicked and threw his hands up, “N-no of course not!”
Y/n looked at the young boy and grinned, “Ah Dazai stop teasing him and oh!” She exclaimed as if suddenly remembering something. “Here, this is for you,” she gave him the small gift with a grin.
“O-oh, thank you very much!” he exclaimed holding the gift. Y/n just hummed in response.
“You get him a gift but not me? Your lover, your-” Dazai dramatically leaned on her.
“Oh shut it you big baby,” she said. She kissed his cheek and held his hand, wanting to be close to her love.
“What is it?” Atsushi asked, looking up at his two friends.
Dazai scoffed, “Why not open-” y/n shoved her hand in his face and pushed him back, “I won a reservation for a new restaurant that serves really good Chazuke but I don’t have time to visit it. I thought you might like it.” she explained.
She watched as the young boys face broke out in red as he tried to explain that he was ‘okay without it’ and she didn’t have to go through the trouble to bring it to him. Y/n just assured him it was fine, she didn’t need it anyways.
Dazai mumbled, “Liar” but no one heard him. He knew his lover bought it for the young boy, she had wanted to give him a gift but she was too nervous about it.
“What does he like?” she had asked as she laid in her lovers lap.
Dazai shrugged, “I don’t know, food?”
“Well what kind? I know everyone likes food.” she had sat up and groaned, stressing herself over showing her appreciation to the boy.
“Well he once ate six bowls of Chazuke.”
His lover the decided that was what she was going to gist the boy. He didn’t know why she was intent on befriending his pupil, but it was interesting to watch at the least. Dazai shook his head, a small grin on his face, his lover was too kind.
“Thank you!” Atsushi happily said.
“Yeah, no problem. Glad you like it,” she ruffled his hair and they started to talk. Their conversation didn’t include Dazai but he didn’t mind, he liked seeing two of his favorite (not that he’s ever admit that) people getting along.
It felt like he was home, like he had a family.
“Why do you love him more than me y/n!”
“Cause he’s cuter, and doesn’t look like a mummy.”
Dazai was silent for a moment, he didn’t look like a mummy!
“I want to adopt him.” Y/n said.
“Y/n you can-”
“You can’t stop me.”
“How do you deal with him all the time?” Kunikida asked.
Y/n sighed, “Not even I know.”
“Wanna commit double suicide?” Dazai asked, holding his lovers hands.
“If you decide to ever finish your paperwork, then yes.”
He huffed, “Then I guess I’m never going to have a romantic death.”