āšš šššš, šššš šš šššššš.ā
ft. chuuya nakahara & osamu dazai.
ššššššš: pulling them close by their tie ā”
ššššššš ššššššš: female terms used, (doll, bella, belladonna.)
# wc, 0.9k
you wanted to try something new to chuuya.
pulling him close to you by his bolo tie that heās always got on for atleast 12 hours of the day.
itās perfect to hook your finger under and pull him close to kiss him.
youād considered pulling him by his choker, that heās also wearing almost all day long. but youād likely choke him if you tried that.
āchuuyyaaa,ā you groaned. you were in his office with him, waiting for him to finish these last pieces of paperwork so you could go home together.
ā ām almost done, doll. gimmie 30 minutes ānd then we can go home, ākay?ā you huffed, sinking into the leather couch even further.
the only light in the room came from a small desklamp on the table he was working at. it was already dark outside since he always works late hours, and this time you insisted on waiting until he was done, even if your complaints were endless.
there was nothing else to do besides staring a hole in the ceiling above, but then you got reminded of the genius idea you had earlier today.
you stood up from your lazed position on the couch, straightend yourself. and padded over to chuuyaās desk. where heās currently aggressively scribbling away at the paper, trying to get it done as fast as possible.
he didnāt notice you walking towards him, which was exactly what you needed.
he only noticed when youād come to stand next to him. āwhatās wrong, doll?ā he asked you. face showing concern ācause he thinks something mightāve happened.
you turned his chair around so he was facing you.
you bent yourself over slightly, hooked a finger under the cloth of his tie. and pulled him towards you with the help of his bolotie.
ā[name]ā!ā he didnāt have even a second to react before you caught his mouth with your own, kissing him deeply.
his eyes were wide open, pupils blown.
you pulled away with a grin, index finger still hooked on his tie.
chuuya was baffled to say the least. he didnāt even have the slightest idea of what you were up to, he didnāt even see it coming.
ācan we go home now, babe?ā you asked him in a pouty tone, your hand smoothing over his tie.
he still needed to finish the paperwork, there were still too many pages leftā but he could care less about them right now.
dazai is quite famous for being an annoying and persistent man.
yes you love him with all your heart, but boy does he get on your nerves sometimes.
he canāt function if youāre not in a 5 feet radius of him, heās literally on your ass 24/7.
and additionally, his hands need to be on you whenever possible, a hand on the small of your back, his arms wrapped around your waist from behind when youāre sorting through paperwork, or simply him holding your hand, without permission. but if you tell him no heāll whine like a baby, and thatās alot more irritating than him holding your hand when youāre clearly busy.
you also are unable to catch him off guard with anything since his attention is always focused on you.
he watches your every change of expression, even if itās minor. he can read you like the back of his hand.
your face needs to be as straight as possible, not even a very small flicker of your expression can change. you can barely twitch your eyebrow, or heāll notice what your upto.
right now youāre sitting at your desk, furiously scribbling away at the never ending stack of paperwork placed beside you.
dazai was also sitting at his desk, simply staring at the paperwork infront of him. for one moment his attention wasnāt fixated on you.
ādazai, can you come here for a second?ā you asked from across the room, making the brown haired male look up from his desk.
āofcourse, belladonna!ā he practically jumped off of his chair and made his way over to you.
āyou miss me already? i know iām irresistible~ā he teased with a shit eating smirk on his face.
he stood infront of you, hands in the pockets of his beige trenchcoat.
he was about to open his mouth to probably tell you something stupid, but then you tugged him towards you by his bolo tie and crashed your lips onto his.
the suddenness of it all nearly made him fall ontop of you, but he steadied himself by quickly getting his hands out his pockets and one hand gripped the edge of your desk, and the other grabbing a tight hold of your shoulder.
you pulled away from the kiss with a grin, finger still hooked on the fabric of his bolotie, your other hand resting on his chest.
āmy, my belladonna. didnāt know you had that in ya.ā dazai breathed, slightly out of breath from the intensity of the short, yet deep kiss.
you smiled to yourself. you successfully caught the osamu dazai off guard with a simple pull of his tie and a kiss.
you turned back to your paperwork like nothing happened, with dazai still standing over you with his hand on your shoulder.
āshall we continue in the storageā,ā āno.ā you put a finger over his lips to stop him from finishing that sentence.
god he loves being pulled by his tie like that, heāll definitely make you do it again. maybe with a leash, like a dog.
šššššš'š šššš: this is kind of sloppy i apologize š„¹
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