Bungou Stray Dogs x Male Reader Oneshots

Chuuya x Reader

Thanks @XoZenitsuxx for the request!
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It began over literally nothing. He was assigned to a mission I was overlooking and just the sight of him had drawn me in. Sure, he was good looking but the dangerous energy he had made me practically swoon. He was the type to kill first then ask questions later and it definitely had my heart beating wildly when he completely ignored the orders of my own mission. By the end of it I had asked for his number which he had given me with a smirk and a tip of his hat before he jumped on his motorcycle and sped away along with a piece of my heart.

I tried to keep myself rational but in the Port Mafia there was only evil and bad with very few distinctions between them and even fewer good options. Chuuya was perfect in my eyes though with everything he did whether it was a flawless kill or even just striding across a room as if he owned it. Maybe I was falling more for his confidence if anything but my admiration didn't stop there.

Before long I was spending my nights at his apartment, drinking the night away with him and waking up with new marks along my skin. At the time, I had told myself that I didn't need a proper relationship with him to be happy but eventually I found that I was longing for something more than just physical connections. I wanted all of him with every string attached.

Luckily for me, Chuuya had been wanting the same thing and so we had started dating. That didn't stop me from becoming flustered around every bend though, even over small things. At this point, I'm convinced that Chuuya did most of the things he did just to get a reaction out of me. He'd randomly walk around the apartment shirtless or would wink at me over his shoulder. Sometimes he would go as far as nipping at my neck whenever he got the chance to and I didn't expect it. It only made me love him more and more with every little thing he did.

I was sure this was starting to become an obsession, a healthy one at least. There was nothing I could do to tear myself away from him anymore, all of my waking moments spent thinking about him and fawning over him in one way or another. Even when I was sleeping, I dreamed of holding him tight in my arms and never letting him go. I, of course, didn't tell him that.

"Y/n! I bought a new outfit and want you to come see it," Chuuya called out from his room. I perked up instantly from my spot on the couch to swivel my head in the direction of his voice. I felt like a magnet being pulled in, unable to escape the gravity of Chuuya as I made my way to the room where he awaited. My head was already reeling with how he would look in a new outfit and the fact that he wanted my opinion on it.

The second I walked through the doorway to find him standing with an evil smirk on his face, I knew I was in trouble as my eyes immediately glued to his exposed torso along with the way his pants lacked a belt and therefore sank a little lower than usual. His hair was flipped over his shoulder, my favorite choker of his placed on his beautiful neck. Overall, it took everything in me not to immediately lunge at him.

"I thought you said you got a new outfit," I managed to squeak out quietly, dizzy with the wonderful sight of his body. I couldn't help my eyes from tracing every curve and dip of his skin with appreciation. My face was growing warm quickly as Chuuya chuckled softly. It was clear he knew what he was doing to me but either anticipated it or didn't care as he turned around to grab a few hangers from off his bed.

"Yeah, I got a few actually and want you to pick which one would look better," he stated as if that wasn't obvious. His tone brought goosebumps to my arms that I tried to fight off to no avail. Everything he did had this effect on me and there was nothing I could do to change that. He obviously knew it too and also knew how to use it to his advantage and his amusement as he stepped closer to me, holding up a deep red shirt and tight black pants.

"You'll look beautiful in anything Chuuya. I don't mind what you wear," I breathed out, losing my self control with every step closer he made to me. With the bundle of clothes already in his hands, it was clear that he already had a favorite and that this was just another way to tease me and get my face burning as well as my heartbeat thrumming eagerly. His smirk finished the deal as he placed the bright red shirt in my hands, his fingers purposefully brushing against my wrist.

"But can you help me change into the outfit? I'd really appreciate it," he whispered enticingly, giving me a wink as I gingerly took the shirt from him. He still had the new dark pants in his hold and I realized that at one point I'd have to 'help' him strip out of his own pair that he was wearing as well. If my face wasn't burning now, it sure would be in about a few minutes.