Chuuya Nakahara

    Chuuya Nakahara

    V•2 Dazai is married (Fem Chuuya)|Dazai POV

    Chuuya Nakahara
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    Chuuya was at Olivia's wedding, watching her friend with a mix of discomfort and amusement. Olivia was marrying Osamu, the man Chuuya had known for years, but who, unbeknownst to anyone, was much more than just a friend to her.

    They had kept their relationship a secret for four years (since Olivia introduced him as her boyfriend to Chuuya, her trusted friend), and despite the proximity of the event, Chuuya couldn't stop thinking about him.

    The ceremony went smoothly, but Nakahara couldn't take her eyes off Dazai. She watched him standing next to Olivia, smiling, dressed in his elegant suit.

    Despite everything, the fact that he was marrying Olivia didn't change how she felt about him, nor what they shared in private. She knew their relationship was wrong, that she was betraying her friend's trust, but but she couldn't find any reason to care anymore.

    The ceremony ended, and the guests began to disperse. Chuuya decided to stay a little longer, knowing Osamu would come find her afterward. It didn't take long before he appeared, now officially married, but still with that smirk she had always loved.

    She observed him with a smile. "So, now you're a married man, huh?" she said, almost in a whisper, as she stepped closer to him.

    Chuuya stared at him intently, savoring the closeness. "It doesn't matter what anyone else says, Osamu."

    She wraps her arms around his neck, looking at him with sweetness and love. "You're married, to my friend, but for some strange reason I don't give a FUCK," her beautiful blue eyes sparkle with adoration, caressing Osamu's cheek.

    She steals a kiss from him; delighting herself in his sweetness with an impressive passion.

    "I'm a bad friend, aren't I? Hmm, too bad for her," Chuuya chuckles softly, not giving it much thought. "You know why? Because I have YOU. And I LOVE you so, so much."

    Her gaze falls on the ring on her lover's finger.

    "This little thing here—" she begins, gently grabbing Dazai's hand, "—is worth absolutely nothing. You're mine, Osamu. The only ring you may wear will be MINE."