(n) a tempting or attractive thing

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Dazai and Y/n walked down the long hallway with multiple party rooms. From each room, both males could hear the booming of music inside and the laughter of meetings happening. There were some that were silent and there was some that were as loud as the club downstairs.

Finally, Y/n and Dazai stopped at a certain door. They both nodded to each other and put on their best smiles, acting like they owned the place, because the people that they were impersonating acted as such. With that, Dazai opened the door for Y/n to step through.

The chattering in the meeting room slightly quieted as they were stunned by Y/n's appearance. It wasn't every day a man came walking into the room looking just as good as a woman. Y/n smiled down at everyone in the room, making most blush, or others look away.

"Whoa, who's the hottie?"

"Who cares, he's hot as hell."

"That motherfucker be better than the hoes downstairs."

"Talk about walking model."

Y/n smirked at the whispers that was going around. Seduction is key to hiding in plain sight, people with pretty privileges can get whatever they wanted in the first place. Dazai and Y/n made small chats with one another, faking on their conversation about late business. However, their fake conversation was cut short when a man came up to the two, the host of the meeting.

"(Fake name)! Thank you so much for being able to come!" The host cheered. "And I see that you've brought a guest too, how wonderful! How about I fancy you two to some drinks?"

"I wouldn't mind, do you?" Y/n asked Dazai with a sweet smile that made the host shiver.

"Getting drunk is part of living in a party after all!" Dazai jested slightly with a small chuckle.

The conversation around the room shifted slightly as they were now talking about random things that Y/n and Dazai could care less about. However, the conversation about how party-like Dazai was and how sexy Y/n like ever seem to leave officially. It seems like, to them, that this meeting will have a little more spice to it.

"Everyone the game is about to begin! Get a stick and some drinks before we all start!" The host cheered as they pulled out the multi-colored balls for the pool table

"To think that people that these would come here of all places for illegal work," Dazai chuckled as he sipped his drink that the host gave him, his voice hush so that no one could hear him. "Ah~ even that drug dealer, Hashimi is here."

"Tell me about it," Y/n commented as he was already on his second drink. "Look over there, Yamashita is here too, the illegal dealer. And besides him, Kunimatsu, sells illegal animals. This room is filled with those types of people."

Dazai let out a small laugh as he gulped down the other half of his drink in one go. "And to think that everyone will be gone by the end of this."

Y/n chuckles. "Truly unfortunate on their part, but what can you do when naivety is common with these types of people."

"Couldn't say it better myself."

"Hey, sexy, it's your turn!" Someone called out.

Y/n let out a small hum as he looked up, noticing that eyes were on him they were waiting for his turn. He chuckled. "Apologies, gentlemen. I'll get right to it. Excuse me, Mister Liu," he said to Dazai, calling him by his fake name of the day.

Y/n walked up to the pool table and carefully took a stick form one of the men standing close to him. He purposely brushed his fingers against the man's, making the other shiver and blush at the touch. Y/n couldn't help but chuckle then he turns his attention to the pool table, quickly calculating his turn.

Y/n leaned over the pool table, and carefully aimed his stick at the white ball. When he did so, his ass was near the man's crotch, making him blush even more than before. Some people muttered about how the man was lucky, but others blushing at the show that Y/n was giving them. Soon, Y/n hit the white ball and landed two colored balls into the hole.

"Yo, my man," A person came up to Dazai, with a drink in hand. "That guy, (Fake name), you seem to know him, think I got a chance? Not in a relationship I mean, but just to hit it up, even just once. Think I can just shoot my shot, eh?"

Dazai chuckled, although it was sour, he masked it with enjoyment and cheerfulness. "Oh, there definitely is..." He downed a drink. "...but I've been shooting my shot for years. (Fake name)'s just... 'difficult' to handle, if you know what I mean." He winked at the person.

The person couldn't help but blush red, thinking about all the possibilities that '(Fake name)' could do.

"I need to get out more..." Y/n said with a sigh, rolling his shoulder as he walked up to Dazai and the person that he was talking to. He raised a brow before smiling. "What's this? Mister Liu, are you making friends? Oh, hello, love, how are you this fine night?"

"I-I've been good sir...?" The person stuttered. He was a bit on the short side, so his point of view was right where Y/n's chest was, and he, for once, was thankful for his height.

Both Dazai and Y/n chuckled at the person. "He was just wanted to know if he had a chance with you, (Fake name). So, tell us, does he have a chance?" Daza questioned, making the person blush harder.

Y/n raised a brow. "A chance?" He looked down at the person before smiling sweetly and brushed his fingers on the person's face. "Well, I don't see why not. Come, let's go to a separate room to see if you're really worth my time, yes~?" He started to guide the person out of the room.

The person stumbled a bit before smirking in victory that he had just won himself a big fish. "Oh, of course, sir, I promise you that I'll be worth it," he said as he followed Y/n out of the room, closing the door behind him.

Dazai could only watch as his partner and a stranger walk out of the room to who knows where. He couldn't help but feel like something might be up but isn't able to say anything since he knows how Y/n likes to stick by the plan. All he can do now is drink and smile sourly at everyone in this damned room.

"Hey, Liu, where's (Fake name) at? Sexy man was just there just a second ago, right?" Someone in the crowd asked Dazai, making everyone mutter in wonder.

Dazai smiled mischievously. "Oh, (Fake name)? He just left with someone to do some business~ I don't know when they'll be able though," he played along with his words.

Some people groaned at the fact that Y/n was gone and started muttering on how whoever Y/n took with him would be lucky to see him naked. Dazai picked up on the lewd conversation and couldn't help but irk at them. However, if he can't beat them (yet), might as well join them."

"But~ if you would all like to hear, how about we keeping playing while I tell you more about (Fake name), yeah? Maybe this way you all can have a chance with him," Dazai cheered as he lifted his glass up.

The people in the room cheered as they raised their glass. They made a toast to Dazai as they all began to play games and drink till their heart content. Dazai laughed with the crowd as some people would side hug him and cheer along with him.

'Just suck this up a little longer...' Dazai thought to himself, putting on a fake smile to the room that could rival a real one. 'All that matters that Y/n's is moving on to the next step. I just need to act a little longer, and maybe I can get some buddies to kill off these uncivil pigs.'

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Y/n let's out a small sigh as he quietly walks out of the sex room that he guided the person from earlier to. He rubbed the hickey he had on the bottom of his jaw, hoping to God that it wasn't that noticeable. He was just glad that he knocked the person out when he did since they were starting to get handsy with him.

Y/n let's out a small scoff as he fixed his hair while wondering the flat. He tried to look around for an elevator, but none were to be seen. Suddenly, Y/n came up to a balcony. He walked outside and looked down at the city before him, kinda surprised by the bright lights which made it look like a dull Christmas night.

"It's lovely, isn't it?"

Y/n flinched when he heard a voice. He quickly turned around to see a man, a little bit on the chubby side, with a black vest and dress pants, with a red dress shirt under. He had slick back brown hair with a few streaks of grey in it. He was holding a cigarette in his fingers as he blew out a ring of smoke.

"So, what are you doing here?" The bigger man questioned, turning to Y/n.

Y/n, slightly startled by the golden eyes looking at him, looked down at the street below him. "Just... getting from fresh air. The party that was in was getting a little too much. Ya know, the crowding and everything," he lied with a small smile.

The man puffed out a smoke. "The party in XXX room?"

Y/n's eyes slightly widened as he fully turned to the man. "Well... yes. How'd you know?"

The man smirked at Y/n, booping his nose with the butt of his cigarette. "I don't know if you noticed, darling, but I'm the one who coordinated the party. So, of course I would know."

'This man...' Y/n thought to himself before smiling sweeting at him. '...is the man that I've been looking for.' He leaned on the railing of the balcony. "Oh, really now? You're the boss around here?"

The man smiled as he threw his used cigarette down the balcony. "The name's Romeo Kazuma, the owner of this club."

Y/n smiled.

"Ah~ it's nice to meet you, Mister Kazuma~"

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