REQUEST: Yay!! If I may, could I request a love potion prompt with Chuuya? Basically, Chuuya is hit by an ability that makes the affected person become infatuated with the first person in their line of sight. The effects last for 2 days. Chuuya sees the reader and acts flirty and protective. When 2 days pass, Chuuya is still acting flirty and protective.
Eventually, the reader confronted the user and as it turns out, Chuuya was already in love with the reader. I hope this is okay. If you aren't able to do it, I completely understand.
NOTE: I’m currently planning to rewatch all of BSD cause I have not written about any of the characters in FOREVERRRRR but I also love this request especially with Chuuya 🙂↕️reader is gender neutral!
CW: gender neutral reader, no warnings!!
It happened suddenly, you were told.
Chuuya was struck by a foreign ability, getting slammed into the wall and falling unconscious shortly after. You tried to get more information out the men that brought him to you, but they were still shaken. They weren’t used to seeing their boss lose, falling to the enemy— no one was. But you had to steel your nerves and do your job.
You scanned over Chuuya’s body, already checking for any major injuries. No broken bones, no internal bleeding— nothing with the exception of some scrapes. Your main concern was whatever ability he was hit with. It didn’t seem to leave anything physical, but he still hasn’t woken up.
You were a professional, but even your worries were starting to break through.
You checked his breathing for maybe the third time, finishing another brain scan— everything still appearing normal. But you knew that it wasn’t. It’s late, and he was still asleep. Could this ability put him in a coma? Was an ability even powerful enough to do that? Was it set on a timer? Could it be days, months, years before he could wake up? When you report your findings to Koyou, you would have to ask to meet this user—
A shuffle, followed by a groan, filled your ears.
You held your breath when Chuuya opened his eyes, trying his best to sit up. He looked dazed, hissing when he stretched the wrong way.
“Hey hey— take it easy.” You rushed over, gently finishing tugging him up. You could breathe now, knowing that he was finally awake. You’ve already had your stethoscope around your neck— his heartbeat sounded normal, albeit a little quick. It made sense, he went through a lot today and was more than likely confused.
“What…happened?”
“You got hurt on a mission. You’ve been out for a while now. You don’t have any major injuries.” You picked up a flashlight next, ready to check his pupils next. “But you did get hit with an ability. I don’t what the effects are just yet—“
What you noticed made you pause.
You know how Chuuya’s eyes are supposed to look. A deep blue that never hid how he felt. You lost count just how many times he’s caught you staring.
You know how they look.
Never once had they had hearts in them.
Hearts that seemed to pulse with his own beat.
You blinked and it was gone, but you saw them. You saw them. Your eyes couldn’t have been playing tricks on you.
But you didn’t have time to ponder on anything.
Chuuya’s fingers grazed your cheek, traveling down to hold your chin, tilting it up. His face was flushed, eyes lowered and flickering from your own to your lips.
And he was leaning in.
You wanted to sink. You wanted to fall into it— how many times have you pictured this exact moment? Your eyes were starting to flutter close when you remembered his eyes— the heartbeats— and then jolted back. Something was wrong with Chuuya, that much was clear. You couldn’t take advantage of him in this state. You needed to help him first.
Your back almost hit the wall when Chuuya stopped you, holding you concerned. His arms wrapped around your waist felt both comforting and burning.
“What’s wrong? Are you hurt somewhere?”
“No I just—“ You took a breath, thoughts all over the place. “Chuuya this isn’t right—“
“Tell me what’s wrong. You don’t want me to hold you?” It was hard to look him in his eyes, seeing him be so worried and hurt.
“No I do but— not like this. You’re not in the right state of mind. You were hit with some kind of ability that’s making you act out like this—“
“I’m not out of my mind for wanting you!”
“But you’re clearly not your usual self either! Look just—“
Your stumbling stopped when the door swung open, one of the previous men that carried him walking in. He was about to start with his report until his eyes landed on you both. You wanted to sink into the wall and disappear— you weren’t expecting to be in this position let alone be seen.
No one said anything, the man just frozen and staring at you both. He didn’t move until Chuuya cleared his throat, narrowing his eyes.
“You mind? We’re in the middle of something.” He growled. “Quit staring and get the hell out!”
A weak yes sir left the lower rank as he rushed out, passing a confused Kouyou who also froze at the scene.
“Am I interrupting something?”
“No!”
“Yes.”
You ended up breaking free of Chuuya’s hold, who scoffed at the interruption. It didn’t stop him from still reaching for your hand, rolling your eyes at his stubbornness.
This was going to be exhausting.
———-
48 hours.
The user said that Chuuya would be like this for 48 hours.
A lot could happen in 2 days. And you’re not sure if you’re even going to survive with him acting like this.
Chuuya was practically your shadow, hovering around you any moment he could. You weren’t used to him being so clingy, but a part of you felt ashamed at how much you were starting to get used to it, even looking forward to it at times. You did daily checkups on him, sometimes coming across the pulsating hearts again— but even without it, his behavior was still abnormal.
Holding hands, the pet names, flirting, swiping his black card on you for everything, being territorial around the others— it was just a sliver of what he was doing under this ability.
On the outside, you put on a brave face. On the inside, you wanted to scream. Life was cruel— waving something in your face that you’ve been craving and pleading for forever, only for it to be not true. For it to only be an illusion. But you could handle it, or that’s what you keep telling yourself to stop your breakdown from happening.
“Give us the room.”
Chuuya’s voice broke you out of your thoughts. The tense frown he shot the guard melted away as he turned to you. “Here— you’ve been cooped up in here all day.”
He had a bag in his hand—which had to be food from how good it was smelling— already clearing off some space on your table. You were a little embarrassed when your stomach started growling and he chuckled, sliding it over to you.
You were touched— he remembered your favorite restaurant. Even got the order right.
“What’s the occasion for?”
“I miss you.” He didn’t miss a beat.
“…Chuuya I saw you 2 hours ago.”
“So?” You don’t know when he got beside you, bringing you into his side. You were close enough to smell the expensive cologne on his collar and lingering on his coat. “I still miss you.”
“It’s only because of that ability.” You poked at him.
Chuuya turned and took a hold of your finger, soon using it to lace your hands together and pull you, somehow landing on his chest, which you felt rumble with laughter. You’re convinced that your heart was going to give out at any second despite how comfortable you were getting.
But if you could keep pretending to not notice the adoration in Chuuya’s eyes, ignoring his sweet words and lingering touches, then you could survive these 2 days.
———
Some time has passed, and Chuuya still hasn’t gone back to normal.
The user swore that their ability’s worn off by now. No matter how much Kouyou “interrogated” them, their answer didn’t change— the ability isn’t affecting him anymore. But Chuuya himself didn’t change. If anything, it started to become the norm.
“He was already in love with you!” The user groaned out. “That’s the reason why.”
“Why should we believe you?”
“Because my ability only lasts for 2 days- it doesn’t go longer than that, even if I wanted it to. I’m not powerful enough to make it extend.”
You were in denial, but even Kouyou seemed to believe them. Deep down you knew it was true— you wanted to believe it to be the truth— but you didn’t want to give in to false hope. You don’t think your heart could handle anymore grief.
“Ready to go home?”
Chuuya walked in your office shooting you that same gentle smile, already grabbing your stuff out of your arms and slinging it over his shoulder. His hand rested on the small of your back as he guided you out.
“Okay I can’t take this anymore.”
“Take wh—“
You grabbed at his face, holding both of his cheeks in your hands squeezing. You’ve always played this moment out in your head— Chuuya professing his love for you before claiming your lips, you both smiling ear to ear. That’s how you’ve always imagined it to go. Not you going mad and medically examining him on a spot paranoid that he’s still affected.
“You don’t have the hearts anymore, so why are you still acting weird?” You groaned frustratingly, accidentally squeezing and pinching Chuuya tighter. He hissed, ripping himself away from your hands holding his face.
“What the hell— what did I do?!”
“You’re still under the influence from that ability—there’s no other reason why you would still be acting this way!” You didn’t mean to yell, but you were getting worked up. You were on your last rope, the last of your mental stability on the brink of snapping.
“Wait.” Chuuya took a step towards you, making you take a step back. “You think that I’m still under the influence from the ability?” Another step. “You’ve been thinking that this whole time?” You winced at the anger and hurt in his voice.
“Can you blame me Chuuya?” You finally broke. You were already in too deep with your feelings, with no way out no matter how much you tried, even before this whole fiasco. A part of you wanted to get over Chuuya, to forget what you felt for him and only treat him as the executive that he is. But the other part of you, the one that won over, wanted to be selfish, be naive and stay in love. You wanted to hold out hope that maybe he felt the same way.
All this did was make things worse— for the both of you it seems. It wasn’t fair to either of you, and you felt stupid for even entertaining it—
Chuuya called your name, his arms finding themselves around your waist, his voice filled with concern. You wanted to break out of his hold and run away, hiding yourself away for the remainder of your days. But you couldn’t do that, and his touch felt so comforting that all you wanted to do was stay.
“Hey, why would you think that?” You’ve never heard him be so delicate before. “Did I do something to make you think that?”
“No it’s— you didn’t do anything to me Chuuya! You never did, I promise.” You swore.
“And you still don’t believe me.” He said it as more of a statement than asking you. Your stomach dropped when he turned deathly quiet.
“What can I do to prove it to you?”
You were taken aback by how serious he got, how intense the look in his azure eyes was.
“Prove what?”
“What can I do to prove that I’m in love with you?”
Chuuya leaned in, his lips ghosted over yours. You remember the first time this happened, how you saw the literal hearts in his eyes and how much you froze.
But this time Chuuya was in his right mind. And so were you.
You held your breath, shut your eyes tight and pulled him into a kiss.
His lips were so soft, him instantly melting into it. He was beginning to take the lead, arms bringing you closer towards him as the kiss deepened. You broke away first, feeling lightheaded from everything hitting you all at once. You kissed Chuuya, Chuuya’s been released from the ability, Chuuya’s in love with you.
Chuuya began to chase after your lips, only stopping when you put your hand on his chest, both of you taking a breath.
“And here I thought you were playing hard to get.” He teased.
“Oh please— you were the one making things difficult!”
He laughed, still holding onto you. You wanted to be embarrassed, but you were too relieved to care— especially with how much Chuuya was smiling at you. You were riding on a high that you’ve waited far too long on.
“Hey, night’s still young— why don’t we wait to go home?” Chuuya asked, rubbing circles into your laced hands. “I can get us a reservation somewhere nice with your favorite bottle of wine.”
“It’s really your favorite.” You chuckled, swinging your hands. “But yeah, that sounds…really nice. And I don’t think I’m ready to go home just yet.”
Chuuya pressed a kiss to the top of your palm. “It’s a date then.”
For the first time in months, you felt at ease. The cloud of uncertainty and confusion that would hang over your head finally disappeared. You felt excited for what’s to come with Chuuya, and hopeful that it wouldn’t end.