{Fluff ig contains jealous Dazai and drunk Chuuya} Requested

Dazai POV:

Chuuya texted me telling me he was going out drinking. After our last incident I'm glad he told me. After a few hours he texted me very poorly to come pick him up. Luckily I could read the text and the address he sent. As I made my way towards the bar I saw he was already outside except guy was with him.

'Oh must be a friend' I thought until I stepped out of the car and saw the guy running his hands over Chuuya's chest.

'What the fuck?' I thought as I walked closer to hear their conversation. I could feel my blood starting to boil when I heard them.

"Heh you like touching my chest eh?" Dazai heard Chuuya say. He definitely was drunk out of his mind. Dazai clinched his first when he heard the guy chuckle and say

"Yeah I can feel how masculine it is..You must work out a lot...Say do you have a apartment not to far from here?"

Oh that was it, I practically ran over there and grabbed Chuuya by the wrist. Glaring at the guy and dragging Chuuya towards his car. Speeding home. By the time they were at his apartment Chuuya was sleep.

Third POV:

Dazai picked Chuuya up and placed him on their shared bed giving him a short kiss on his forehead and put his shoes back on.

"I am going to find that fucker" He whispered as He drove he still remembered what the hey looked like. He was a bit taller than Chuuya. He had gray hair that ran past his shoulders and he had a green hoodie on. He looked familiar but he couldn't put his finger on who it was. That didn't matter right now though. He made his way to the bar he picked Chuuya up at and saw him outside still. On his phone. Perfect. I walked up to him and he looked up from his phone and at me.

"Hey there handsome" the guy said looking at Dazai. He could smell alcohol in his breath.

Does this guy have no same? Dazai thought but muttered to reply

"Hey.. you look so familiar.. I really do want to know where I've seen such a handsome guy like you before." If there was one thing about Dazai it's that he knows how to use words. To get you to do whatever he asks. Sure being manipulative wasn't a good thing but it was one of his many talents.

"Names Sharise, and you?"

Oh fuck.. Dazai thought as he came to the realization that Sharise was the one flirting. Dazai doesn't know if Sharise knows him or not but just to be safe he used a fake name.

"Calab, say do you want to come kick it at my place.?"

"Sure I'd love to see what your packing"

Little did Sharise know that that was the end for him

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