Chuuya Nakahara, the current boss of the Port Mafia, had a sugar baby.

Now, had he ever planned on getting a sugar baby? Not exactly. Was he mad about this turn of events? No, no he was not.

Chuuya had brought his niece to Chuck E. Cheese and, on a whim, attempted to rob the token counter. The employee standing behind the counter had, quite literally, not given a single fuck. He was a fair, tall, lithe young man with messy brunet curls that framed his heart-shaped face quite well, with dark, reddish brown eyes and the eye bags of a college student, and a few random beauty marks spattered over his face. The man had (somehow) recognized him as the boss of the Port Mafia and had promised to not cause a scene, nor tell anyone of his attempted robbery if Chuuya became his sugar daddy. And, on another whim, Chuuya agreed.

He had soon come to learn that Dazai (the Chuck E. Cheese employee) was a trans man with his own spool of mental disorders (relatable) and twenty year old college Freshman who was going to college despite his mother's─and other family's─wishes for him to just become a housewife (she completely ignored the fact Dazai was trans and Chuuya thought she was a bitch), and Dazai had learned quite a few things about Chuuya, too. Mostly, that the redhead really liked spoiling him.

It's been two years since they've started this agreement, and maybe this relationship was a little more than just sex and money.

Currently, Chuuya was sitting outside of a rather fancy boutique's dressing rooms as Dazai tried on the dresses he'd picked one by one and showed Chuuya each of them as he tired them on. He had one leg crossed over the other as he scrolled absently on his phone. They had two more stops on their shopping trip, one of them being a booked appointment at a lingerie shop, before they dropped their bags off at Chuuya's penthouse and got ready for a nice, fancy little date night (that just so happened to be in the second most expensive restaurant in town).