our tandem hearts…
synopsis. reminiscing a small yet meaningful moment with chuuya
characters/pairings. teenage!chuuya nakahara x teenage!gn reader
genre. fluffy fluff
tw. none
a/n. idk how i didnt notice, but this is literally the same exact concept of my other gojo fic…major clown moment yall 🧍🏻♀️
chuuya nakahara.
a name you’re all too familiar with. the boy whose been formally assigned as your partner from the leader of the port mafia himself. sadly a few weeks later the infamous osamu dazai had been partnered up with you two as well.
but this isn’t about dazai, this is about chuuya nakahara. you are very accommodated with empathy, but for some reason, chuuya is a very hard person to read.
of course it’s dumb to judge someone’s character just by observing; is what surprisingly a lot of people say. but little do they know, observation can go a long way. just watching someone; their habits, body language, speech and of course, eyes can reveal a whole lot about them.
spacing out while watching chuuya was an accident at first. but gradually, you realize when it’s just you two enveloped by silence. he is a broken boy deep down inside. that is an obvious point, considering you two are in the port mafia.
but his eyes say different. vacant at first, but noticeably shift into pain and sadness. even though he seems to wear his heart on his sleeve, that doesn’t mean he’s shown it all. that stubborn hot-headed facade as a cover-up, not letting anyone hurt him.
looking up at the setting sky, you have flashbacks to the memories you’ve had with him. seeing that joyful smile of his, hearing a genuine laugh that he himself was probably not aware of. and especially looking into his eyes, show that at the end of the day. this boy is only a kid. a kid being surrounded by death and violence.
looking back at chuuya, he’s still spaced out, gazing at the beautiful sky. you smile to yourself. he senses your stare and turns to you.
“what?” he says raising an eyebrow
“nothing” you reply back with a soft smile
staring for a few seconds, eyes noticeably softening. “…weirdo,” he whispers.
“hey chuuya…”
“yeah?” he turns to look at you once again. you divert your eyes to the sky.
“if you weren’t in the port mafia, what would you do?”
“…what?…that’s a stupid question.”
“cmon, be honest,” you say with a smile in your voice.
“…hm…well…i don’t really know?” he leans back on his arms. “what would you do?”
“i’d wanna go to school.” he stays silent.
“and go shopping…and eat at pretty restaurants with friends!” your eyes sparkling with excitement.
he just stares at you, eyes soft with admiration, eyebrows raised.
“…well that’s…stupid. we’re in the port mafia, that’ll never be possible.”
“yeah i know…it’s a nice thought though.” you lay on your back, knees up, while chuuya sits there with his arms propped up on his as well.
“…do you think we’d be friends if we weren’t in the mafia?”
“what’s with these dumb questions..?”
“just curious~” he lays down side by side with you.
“argh…i don’t know” you turn your head to him.
“seriously…I’m like your only friend! besides dazai”
“no you’re not, you’re my partner,” he grumbles.
“i might as well be, we’re all we’ve got after all.” he stays silent, his eyes slightly looking at you. his mouth open, looking like he’s hesitant to say something.
“…ugh” he closes his eyes while grumbling as always.
“well that doesn’t sound like you like me,” you say with a soft giggle.
“i prefer you over dazai.”
“ah, so i am your last resort!?” you lightly push his hand.
“shut it already…” his eyes still closed.
“alright alright~.” silence takes over and you turn to chuuya.
“…you sleepy?” you whisper softly.
“..mm…yeah a little.” he whispers back groggily.
“hah, me too. today was exhausting…”
“yeah…” he opens his eyes slightly, “…thanks for staying,” he whispers.
silence takes over again. you feel the presence of his hand lying right next to yours. hands brushing just millimeters away. for some reason your touch senses heightened, the space between your hands feeling like a magnets, pulling the both together.
his pinkey brushing against yours. the small touch felt like electricity. you inch your hand closer as well. eventually his fingers interlock with yours perfectly.
everything feels so perfect right now. you could get used to these moments with chuuya.
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teenage chuuya and dazai who accidentally developed quite a couple of inside jokes over the course of their partnership, and one day just have the most horrid case of giggles while on a mission.
the setting is all intense and they’re doing what double black usually does—dazai being the brains and chuuya mainly being the one kicking ass. but then something happens that triggers one of chuuya and dazai’s inside jokes in dazai’s mind and he slowly starts to lose it.
he whispers it to chuuya as they’re setting up their trap, who at first hisses at him to shut up and focus up, but then the joke processes in his mind and he involuntarily starts to smile and tremble.
dazai brings up the joke again in combat as he knocks out one of the men he’s fighting, close to hysterics over it even though it’s probably one of the most unfunny and nonsensical jokes they have. he’s hunched over and his body is shaking, and another enemy uses his moment of vulnerability to go and strike him from behind. chuuya quickly takes the enemy out. he screams at dazai to focus up yet again.
but the louder dazai’s laughter gets, the harder it is for chuuya to suppress his own. his face slowly starts to turn red, not from the physical activity, but from how fucking stupid the joke is and how that’s exactly why chuuya is on the verge of going ballistic over it like dazai.
they’re both out of breath by the time they finish fighting, a couple of new scars littered on their skin, bruises already forming on their knees from the particularly gruelling mission, and dazai brings up the joke one final time in a hushed voice, covered in grime and blood and ick, chest heaving. and chuuya, who looks identical, practically shouts in laughter, sending them into a full blown fit that has them clutching their chests and stomachs. they stumble forward and backward and inhale sharply only to immediately burst out laughing again when they look at each others faces, which read the inside joke they’re both thinking. they don’t account the moment in their mission report, but hirotsu certainly does in his.
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