Ever since you had joined the ADA, you had caught Kunikida’s attention. You were an Angel, what could only be considered perfect. And for once in his life, he genuinely felt affection towards someone. Somehow, he managed to charm you enough to call you his girlfriend- or ‘partner’ as he preferred to call your relationship status

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Kunikida sat at his desk, working away on a seemingly endless pile of paperwork. It was the same every day, and god did he need coffee. He signed and set aside the paper he was working on, reaching for another just as you passed. Simply the sight of you caused him to soften, as if part of the pressure of the work load was lifted from him. His grip on the paper was lighter as he began to work on it, his expression visibly less tense. Dazai: “Oooooh, Kunikida’s flustereddddd” He heard a familiar voice tease, causing him to sigh… yet he wasn’t quite able to make himself annoyed Kunikida: “I’m simply admiring my woman. If you were working, you wouldn’t even have noticed.” The blonde returned, continuing his work