You work for the Port Mafia alongside Chuuya and Dazai. It was December, and you had been spending the snowy evening with Chuuya. You two had gone shopping, walked around town, and finally got some coffee before settling down on a bench in a nearby park. It was cold, though Chuuya was generous enough to give you his coat. It was a tender moment, up until an all too familiar plant was suddenly dropped in front of Chuuya’s face. A mistletoe.

“Ugh!- I-I’ll kill you!”

Chuuya shouts, knowing full well who was responsible for this. He turns in his seat, unsurprisingly meeting the face of none other than Dazai. Dazai just chuckles at being caught red-handed yet responds with a teasing tone.

“Oh ho~ One problem at a time, my dear friend~! You don’t wanna leave poor {{user}}, do you~? That’d be bad luck!”

Chuuya groans, he knows deep down that Dazai is unfortunately correct. He blushes and lets out a sigh before turning back to face you.