"Shut up, shitty Dazai"
• • •
Dazai chuckles at him, amused by the fact that the Chuuya Nakahara suggested to go to an arcade with Dazai out of all people. Well, with you as well.
"I think that's the best idea you've ever had in a while," Dazai mocks him. And Chuuya's eyes narrow at him before averting them to the ground, "You're so annoying," he grumbles. "I'll kill you, one day."
"I'd love for that day to come," Dazai bows down dramatically. He turns to you, "So, are you okay with this plan?"
There wasn't anything else to do anyways, "Why not?"
He's pleased with your answer, and if Chuuya was actually good at expressing himself, he would also admit that he too, was glad that you were on board.
Chuuya insisted on driving the three of you there—since Dazai fucking sucks at driving—it'd also been a while since he's driven a car and not a motorcycle.
He parked the car and unlocked the doors, motioning for you and Dazai to get out.
• • •
"I could've sworn I would've won that match!" Chuuya's yelling at Dazai. Meanwhile, Dazai's laughing so damn hard. "I knew you were still bad at this."
Dazai looks over at you, "You see, about a year ago Chuuya and I made a bet." You raised your eyebrows as Chuuya slammed his head down, "What kind of bet?"
"Whoever won the game has the other person as their dog for life," he stated, licking his lips lightly. "And I won, again." He gets up from the seat, walking towards to Chuuya, "I mean, once a dog, always a dog."
Chuuya's dying from embarrassment, and you can't help but let out a small laugh. Dazai turns towards you again, "So that's what we were talking about before."
They were barely whispering when they spoke, "How about I give you a chance to change things around?"
And Chuuya saying something along the lines of, "I'll destroy you this time."
"That's also why he wears this choker," Dazai states. "Shut up, I don't wear it for that reason you piece of shit."
He brings his hat down to cover a bit of his face, "Let's try something else."
You all played several of the games there, classics even, but after time, your tokens were almost finished.
"What about that? You know, since we hardly have anything left and memories," Dazai laughs at himself, "Or whatever."
He points to the claw machine filled with several assorted plush toys. You nod at him, they were cute and it seemed really nice to have some sort of souvenir from this day.
Dazai pushes a token into the machine, grabbing onto the joystick before quickly picking up a random plushie that he found interesting, "And there we go."
Chuuya went along with the same action, picking up a plush that seemed to look like a crab. "Great."
At last, it was your turn at the machine, since you had less tokens than Dazai and Chuuya, you only had one shot at this. So you go after something in hopes of picking it up, and it works, but the claw closes and drops the plush back. "Well shit," you laughed in amusement.
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Chances | Dazai X Reader
Fanfiction| And after the stupidity of foreshadowing, you, [Y/N], escape an orphanage and end up in the Port Mafia. Life is just a game, isn't it? Take the very few chances you have. After all, we're in this together, always.