ᴅᴀʏʟɪɢʜᴛ || ʀᴀɴᴘᴏᴇ

• 10 •

Ranpo's first attempt at a hook up was... something.

"You need to get laid Ranpo, seriously. Your virginity is messing up my hoe vibes." Yosano whined, asking the bartender for another glass of their best wine. Ranpo guessed that being an on-call doctor and a part time detective had its quirks. He didn't know where she found the time to destress. It had been a few months since Ranpo came out as gay, much to Dazai's delight.

"Finally! Some representation in this house!" He had said, causing Yosano to frown and come out as lesbian - apparently no one had any idea.

"I don't see why I have to hook up with someone to keep your hoe vibes going?" Ranpo sighed, tracing the rim of his glass with his fingertips. He was eyeing each candidate. Old man, nope. Woman, god no. A small family, absolutely not.

Eventually, his eyes landed on a guy who was drinking red wine in the corner of the bar. He had long ginger hair running down one side of his head and bright blue eyes. Yosano followed his gaze and gasped.

"That's Nakahara Chuuya, Dazai's ex."

"Since when did they break up?"

"This morning, Dazai proposed a double suicide to the barista at our café."

"Reckon he's up for a rebound?"

"Dude you can't sleep with Dazai's ex!" But Ranpo was already walking over, staggering slightly with his whiskey in hand. He slipped into the seat opposite Chuuya, who was narrowing his eyes at him.

"Edogawa Ranpo, what a pleasant surprise." His voice dripped with sarcasm as he threw his head back and gulped the last of his wine. He was already pouring himself another glass as Ranpo began speaking.

"I'm gonna get straight to the point Nakahara, I recently came out as gay-"

"Congratulations?"

"-And Yosano says I need to get laid." Ranpo trailed off and Chuuya stopped sipping his wine, raising an eyebrow.

"Are you asking for permission to sleep with Dazai? We aren't together right now, he has free roam to do whatever the fuck he wants."

"Actually I was asking for permission to sleep with you." Chuuya flushed red, either from the alcohol or the sudden burst of emotions. He must not get asked to have a one night stand often, at least by the gender he wants. "I know you'll end up with Dazai again within the week, so I thought I'd ask now. The offer stands until the end of tonight."

"Why the fuck would I sleep with you?" Chuuya nearly broke the glass he was holding. "Do you not have any loyalty? What about Dazai's feelings?"

"I know you don't care about how it affects him at the moment, you're tipsy." Ranpo gestured to all of Chuuya's body. "Look, I'm new at this, I need someone who is at least a little more experienced than me."

"Are you assuming I'm experienced at sex?"

"Given Dazai's horniness, yes."

"You make a compelling argument." Chuuya smirked, "your place or mine?"

"What do you mean you're at the Decay of Angel's office?" The ginger growled down the phone, Ranpo was stood outside the building, pulling faces in the reflection of the window.

"I'm at the Decay of Angel's office and I'm about to go in."

"Don't go in. Jesus Christ, Edogawa! Are you trying to get killed?"

"I'll send you the address, I trust only you will show up?"

"Fucking- fine. Mori won't be happy about this."