Dazai pov + betrayal + mention of kunizai.

You and chuuya broke up after you left the mafia four years ago, but that definitely didn't stop you two from meeting, even if you were from rival organizations and you had a boyfriend, who was kunikida, your partner/colleague of the agency.

Today would be another of your usual dates, you lied to your boyfriend that you would have a very important mission that you could not tell anyone and, as your words are always convincing, he believed without much resistance. You were finishing passing your favorite red lipstick when you heard the sound of a horn outside, fixing your curls and looking at yourself in the mirror to check your appearance one last time before almost running away, anxious to see the redhead.

Chuuya was in front of your building, standing leaning against his red motorcycle and a cigarette lit between his soft lips. He was wearing a t-shirt that marked his abdomen, jackets and leather pants while he had his usual hat with the chain flying gently with the cool breeze of the night.

"You're really not afraid of being caught by him, are you?"