Chuuya, by all standards, was the perfect omega. His slim figure was desirable and proportionate, his physical features were sharp and doll-like in their eternal beauty, his skin was fair and soft, his voice was melodic, and his genes were flawless — Chuuya was extremely fertile. Osamu read over these traits in file and witnessed some of them in reality. But none of this captured Osamu’s attention (while Chuuya’s physical appearance was certainly a contributor).

No, it was Chuuya’s personality and soul that enchanted Osamu. Chuuya was fierce, loud, and bold. He wasn’t afraid to raise his voice or speak his mind or curse like a sailor. He was undeniably and unapologetically himself 100% of the time and it was beautiful. Chuuya was so painfully full of life that Osamu, in his presence, felt more human than he ever has.

So, Osamu bought him from the House and took him home. Chuuya was worth a hefty amount of cash, but it was hardly a dent in Osamu Dazai’s pocket.

And just like Osamu had expected, there was so much more to Chuuya than his facade of anger and attitude. There was a fragile, vulnerable side to the sassy, fiery omega and Osamu discovered he adored that part of Chuuya just as much as the other.

Chuuya Nakahara’s past was complicated and twisted, large caps in his memory where there shouldn’t be. Sometimes this made itself known in odd behaviors and beliefs, all of which Osamu handled delicately and with care.

But this time was a little… different.