Osamu Dazai 15 - Tumblr Posts

Hi! I really like the Dazai x female reader in a high school AU!

Can I request, before dating each other, they have like a sport competition against a few other school. Then from another top school, Fyodor tries to get closed to female reader and flirt with her. Which end up with Fyodor fighting dazai (bcz Dazai like fem reader).

a/n: i literally got like zero clue what kind of sports both fyodor and dazai would do at a athletics day. work with me here. not proof read.

character: osamu dazai

pronouns: she/her

As she tied up her hair and got ready for the sports day, a day best spent running and doing other sports and try to win first place for the school. Her eyes locked on to a boy from another school.

She adverted her gaze as she saw Dazai, trying his best at long jump. Watching as his face contorts as he tries to focus on falling forwards. The want in his eyes of getting a bigger and longer distance than the other boys. The need and desire clear in his gaze.

She ignores the other boy, running up to the long jump sand pit. Cheering him on.

"Go Dazai! You got this!" She smiled ear to ear, clapping as he finally fell forwards. Planting his hands deep into the sand as he extended his score.

"10.4 meters!" Was shouted by the offical, letting his measuring tape roll back with a loud click. A happy and confidant smile painted on his face.

She was about to run and go congragulate him in person, after his remaining jumps were done. Only for a hand to pull her back and tug at her sports jacket.

"I'm Fyodor." It was that guy again, he would not leave her alone. Was she that approachable? She didn't know.

"Hi?" She responded, her voice laced with confusion and a tone that clearly read 'get away from me'. She pulled her arm away from him and closed off her body language. A distance being created to divide herself from him.

"You're from that middle school? The one in Shibuya?" He leaned in closer, wrapping a arm around her shoulders. A obvious sign of flirting, one so clear that a social hobbit could tell.

That was when Dazai strode in, drinking from his water bottle. Drinking the water as if it'd disapear before his very eyes. But the contentment from his refreshment soured as he saw the scene before him.

"What are you doing?" He snarled, shoving Fyodor back and away from her. He in turn, wrapped his jacket around her and pulled her closer. As if giding her away from a threat.

"Just meeting the opposition." Fyodor shrugged, acting as if he was pure. As if he was a saint of sorts.

This devolved to a argument, leading her only option to pull her hotheaded friend out of the way. Dragging him by the collar to a bench near the track.

"What was that for?" She chidied, swatting him playfully. But her voice was stern. Annoyed even.

"I can't stand it when someone makes you feel worried or uneasy."

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