(v) free from pretense or deceit; proceeding from genuine feelings

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The agency was empty tonight. Not a single sound could be heard other than the scribbling of a single pen. The whole agency was dark as only the light of a few candles lingered around, and the large window was displayed to show off the stars that night. Only one person was there, the only person who does nightshift willingly.

Y/n was scribbling down on a stack of paper, more lingered around him on his desk as they were in piles. You thought that Y/n had a lot to do with taking calls in the daytime? Well, he has to look over everyone's paperwork to make sure that they were correct.

Y/n does this so that the detectives, like Kunikida, Dazai, Ranpo and the others, can be free from paperwork and ready to take on a commission whenever they can. However, this leads to Y/n taking care of almost everything. Sometimes, when Y/n has a back-to-back shift for day and night shifts, he sleeps in the day. He's eternally thankful that no one in the office bugs him about it, since they know just how much he words for the ADA.

The agency was almost pitch dark if it weren't for the candle lights and the soft shining of the stars of the night. But because of this darkness, Y/n was able to use his ability without having to be burned. (F/c) dark matter was coming out of his nape as it worked on another piece of paperwork, and another on making coffee for himself.

After a while of just sitting and writing, Y/n sighed to himself, placing the pen down as he did so. He spun in his office chair as he looked up at the sky before him through the large windows. He carefully got up, retracting his ability as a coffee mug that was steaming was placed into his hand.

Y/n gazed at the abyss of stars and sky, the stars reflecting off of his eyes, making them sparkle. The eternal sound of silence comforted Y/n but at the same time scared him. He was so used to the yelling of orders, or the buzzing of work that silence was something he was unfamiliar with after a long time. And because of the silence, Y/n's mind began to wonder.

'Dazai...' Y/n thought to himself, taking a sip of coffee before looking back up at the sky. '...ever since what happened, he's been distant with me. The argument was nothing short of something trivial between the two of us, but was it really worth ignoring me for? Maybe he's just being dramatic, a classic with Dazai after all...'

Y/n let out a small sigh. He looked down at his hand as a thin layer of dark matter came out of his wrist and he started playing with it as it wrapped around his fingers. He twisted his hand back and worth, slightly marveling over the weapon he was born with. The more he played with it, the more it danced in between in fingers, like an animal or a pet.

Y/n's eyes slightly narrowed. 'I wonder... why was Dazai so cross with how I treated my own body? Is this not the way humans treated each other? Am I... wrong for what I have done and said to him?' He let out a small hum in thinking.

"It's awfully dark in this room, don't you think so, Y/n?" A voice called out as soft steps were heard; silently but were noticeable if you paid attention.

Y/n clutched his hand, making his ability disappear in a second as he turned around with slightly shocked eyes. His hair has fallen perfectly so that he could get a clearer view of who would be at the agency at this time of night.

"Dazai?" Y/n muttered out, loud enough for the brunette to hear. "What... What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be at home, sleeping?"

Dazai had walked up to Y/n's desk with a joking smile. However, when he paused and noticed that Y/n was watching him with careful eyes, his smile dropped slightly. He looked to the side, trying to find the words to say what he was feeling, but it just became stuck in his throat, an icky feeling surrounding it.

Y/n turned to face Dazai fully. "Dazai...?"

Dazai's eyes seemed to soften when he heard Y/n call him by his real name and not the nickname that he was given. He gulped and opened his mouth. "I'm sorry."

Y/n's eyes widened.

"I... I had no right to tell you what you should or should not do with your body," Dazai said, forcing the words out of his mouth knowing that it was better to say it now than later. "I was just worried... for you, Y/n. I was worried for your wellbeing, since people usually prize their body and don't usually give it away for people who just want to handle them."

Y/n's stares at Dazai for a moment longer, taking in what he had just said to him. He wonders if people really prize their bodies to a high extent. However, with the way Dazai talked to him, it seemed like it would be the case. Y/n shifted his head to the side, letting his hair fall over his eyes, slightly covering the small blush of embarrassment on his cheeks.

"I... I guess... I guess I'm s-sorry too then," Y/n stuttered out, shocking Dazai with his sudden apology. "I should not have worried you as much as I did. I should've been more careful, and I see that now. I... I promise that I will take better care of my body. Besides... I've been meaning to say sorry to you for quite some time now, especially for... what I have said..."

Dazai stared at Y/n for a moment, before he chuckled, a small blush coating his cheeks. "Well, I'm glad that you've been thinking about me after all this time, my dear."

Y/n let out a small scoff with a smile as he seemed to have rolled his eyes jokingly. "Oh please, don't get too ahead of yourself."

Dazai couldn't help but laugh. A sincere smile took over his lips as he chuckled to himself. The smile reached his eyes, making him have to close them. However, he paused for a moment when he felt a tug on his coat. He looked down and noticed that a small string of (f/c) dark matter tug on him.

Dazai suddenly stumbled closer to Y/n because of his ability. He couldn't help but blush at Y/n's actions. Y/n could only smile at Dazai warmly, his hair parting slightly so that Dazai can see the warmth in his eyes. He then lightly pecked Dazai's cheek. A kiss, simple and sweet.

"That's a thank you for helping me during the mission," Y/n claimed before pulling away.

Dazai stared at Y/n with wide eyes, almost like he was in a daze. He softly touched his cheek where Y/n had kissed him as a bloom of pink and red spread across his face. He then smiled as he threw himself at Y/n, hugging him close and causing them to stumble a little.

"Gimme more!" Dazai stated with stars in his eyes as he looked at Y/n, almost in a begging manner. "More kisses!"

Y/n raised a brow with a lopsided smile. "You got an apology and a kiss, you don't need anymore," he said as he grabbed the back of Dazai's coat and threw him onto the couch the office had.

Dazai let out a whine. "Pleaseee! More! I missed being with you these past few dayyys~" He droned out his words, making Y/n shake his head and chuckle at him.

"You're making it sound like we're in a relationship."

"Because we are!" Dazai claimed with stars in his eyes, Y/n could imagine a dog tail on his co-worker. "A relationship for kisses, and I want more kisses!"

"You give them an inch and they ask for a mile," Y/n couldn't help but chuckle out, laughing at Dazai's clinginess. He carefully grabbed a handful of paperwork, a pen, and sat down on the couch. He pats his lap while making eye contact with Dazai. "Here, you can rest here while I do work."

Dazai physically lights up as he nodded his head excitedly. He threw himself onto Y/n's lap as he snuggled against Y/n's thighs and cooed at them, saying something about how he was in heaven and loved Y/n very much. Y/n could only roll his eyes as he shuffled through his paperwork.

"Be careful though," Y/n warned. "I don't want any bite marks on my thighs again. Last time they were a pain to take care of."

"Fine..." Dazai muttered with a pout.

Y/n couldn't help but laugh. He worked on his paperwork as he and Dazai made soft and quiet conversation. At one point during the night, Dazai had fallen asleep, successfully not giving Y/n any bite marks on his thighs. Y/n could only look at Dazai fondly as he carefully played with Dazai's brown hair, letting it fall between in fingers and getting it tangled.

In the morning, Kunikida and the others were shocked to see Dazai passed out on the coach while holding a pillow, and Y/n already gone home. On Y/n's desk was a note with some money attached to it saying how Dazai visited him during his night shift and the money was for him to get money.

Kunikida scolded Dazai the first thing when he woke up for bothering Y/n while he was working. However, Dazai couldn't even comprehend what Kunikida was saying, too tired from the previous night to say anything. But... Dazai did have a smile on the rest of the day. It seemed like he was in a good mood today.

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[A/n: Honestly was thinking about them having make up sex but wholesome moment instead :P]

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