Collecting My Debt - Soukoku

Chuuya's POV:

I woke up feeling like I'd been run over by a truck- no, scratch that, it felt like my whole body was in agony. It took a bit to piece together why, but once I did, I practically screamed into the pillow. Dazai and I- yesterday- oh god, how am I supposed to face him now? Wait- WHY WAS I NATURALLY THE BOTTOM!? AND HOW IN THE WORLD I EVEN SUBMITTED TO HIM!? Whatever, it felt good, so I'll let it slide for now~

"Chuuya? Everything alright?" I heard Dazai's voice and turned around. If I wasn't aching all over, I'd have stripped him and fucked. Who walks around in nothing but a pair of shorts and an apron!?

Still, I managed to sit up with minimal effort and replied, "Nothing's wrong. What's with the outfit?"

"Hm? I was making you breakfast," Dazai said, handing me a glass of water and kissing my forehead. It was kind of nice. "I was planning to surprise you with breakfast in bed, but you woke up and looked so cute with your little tantrum~" He added, but cut me off with a kiss before I could retort.

"You always do that to shut me up. It's not fair." I pushed him away as we broke the kiss.

"Heh. I have other ways to silence you, but I'm saving those for later~" Dazai whispered the last part in my ear, making me shiver and roll my eyes.

"Just go back to the kitchen. I can smell something burning. Better not ruin my kitchen," I said, using it as an excuse to get him out so I could change.

"Something burning? My desire for you, yes~" Smack. The sound of my hand coming in contact with Dazai's head. "Alright, alright, I'm going. Jeez, Violent much? I like it~" he said, winking at me before leaving the room. If he wants violence, I'll give him just that.

After showering, where I had another scream session because of the damn mackerel's marks all over my body, I found an envelope on the table.

"Did you get this from the mailbox?" I asked Dazai, opening it to find a court case from Lucy's family. They were suing me for "defamation", claiming my association with a "gang leader" damaged their reputation. Bullshit I say. There were more points but I chose to ignore.

"I did, but if I'd known it was from them, I'd have burned it." Dazai commented, reading the court order over my shoulder while placing a plate of freshly made waffles in front of me.

I sighed and put the paper back in the envelope. "Great, another thing to deal with. I knew they wouldn't let go easily, but filing a case? That's too much."

"What you thinking?" I asked Dazai when he kept quiet. The next thing I knew, he snatched the envelope and tore it into pieces. "What the hell, Dazai?!"

"If you can't see the problem, then the problem doesn't exist," Dazai said nonchalantly, making me glare at him.

"That's not how it works! Ugh, damn it, Dazai, that was legal paperwork! I could get fined for ruining it!" I scolded him, but he just kissed me and shoved a piece of waffle into my mouth, silencing me once again.

"Calm down, sweetheart, and enjoy your breakfast~ Leave the rest to me. You don't have a 'gang leader' as your boyfriend for nothing~" He said, ending our morning argument or so it should have but I wasn't satisfied with his answer because since when was he my boyfriend?

"Boyfriend? Since when? I don't remember being asked out. And it's a case against me, how you gonna deal with it? Your statement makes no sense," I said, taking another bite of the waffle. It's good. Looks like he's the cook from now on~

"I'm not? After everything that happened last night~?" Dazai teased, tracing a finger along my neck, making me shiver. I swatted his hand away. "Yes, you never asked me out. Yesterday was a spur-of-the-moment thing, so it doesn't count."

"Aww, and here I thought we were already boyfriends- well, fiancés, to be precise~" He teased, his gaze so intense it almost made me choke on my food.

"Right! Now that we are on this topic, how dare you even extend invitation to my parents!? You never even proposed to me and you go around declaring I'm your fiancé! Where's the ring huh!?" I held up my left hand, pointing to the ring finger. "Where is it? I don't see a big-ass diamond ring which would prove I'm your fiancé. And I never said yes either! Also I'm quite high maintenance person so you better think about this whole thing again~" I huffed out the sentences in one breath but this stupid guy keeps grinning instead of answering me!

He chuckled and smirked. Okay now I feel like I said something I shouldn't have-

"Is that what you want, chibi~? A proposal with a 'big-ass diamond ring'? And high maintenance, you say? Darling, I'm the Port Mafia boss. You think I can't handle your demands?" He moved close, whispering near my lips, "You're not easy-going, but you're passionate, and that's good. When you get upset over little things, I think I'm pretty good at making you feel better. And that's good, too. You're high maintenance, but it's okay because I like taking care of you."

His words made me shiver, but I smiled. "Aren't you a sweet talker~? But don't think I'm giving in until you prove it."

"Only for you. Yes, yes, whatever you say, my king~" He teased before finally kissing me. I sighed into the kiss, wrapping my arms around his neck and pulling him closer.

His knuckles brushed my cheekbone, making me smile in the kiss and lean into his touch. The kiss was brief but full of care and love- just perfect.

After pulling away, Dazai ruffled my hair, then removed his apron. Noticing he was already in his suit, I guessed he got ready while I was in the shower. "Unlike someone who has a day off, I need to go to work. But if you feel like breaking into my office and bossing me around like before, feel free~"

"It's not like you hated being ordered around~" I teased back.

"Can't deny that now, can I~?" He chuckled, giving me one last kiss and whispering an 'I love you' before heading to work. The apartment fell quiet again, and I already missed his presence.

I needed to get ready to meet Lucy's parents and handle this legal mess myself. I couldn't let Dazai deal with something directed at me- what if it got him in trouble? I'm curious how he hasn't been caught yet and how he managed to avoid police investigations into my company during Mom's case. I'll never know unless he decides to tell me, which seems unlikely. He'd probably say it's to "protect" me and shit like that.

A/N: Thanks for reading!

Word count: 1400