โ your pup gets into trouble .แ ๐พ (( ver. 2 ))
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The mall was a special kind of chaos on a Friday evening โ fluorescent lights buzzing overhead, the smell of pretzels and desperation in the air, and roughly seven million people who had all decided today was the day to go shopping.
You, Dazai, and Chuuya had managed to wrangle Kazuki into a rare family outing. Well, "wrangle" was a strong word. Kazuki had been vibrating with excitement since breakfast, practically bouncing between his three parents like a pinball made of pure joy.
Right now, you and Dazai were in a different aisle, leaving Chuuya to supervise Kazuki in the toy section. A rookie mistake, really. Chuuya could never say no to those big blue eyes.
Meanwhile, Kunikida, Atsushi, and Tanizaki were also at the mall. Atsushi had somehow convinced Kunikida to come along โ probably through a combination of guilt-tripping and promising to help him find a new notebook. They were cutting through the toy section when Atsushi froze.
whispering frantically Kunikida-san... is that...?
adjusting his glasses What are youโ stops mid-sentence, going rigid
There, in the middle of the toy aisle, stood Chuuya Nakahara. Port Mafia executive. Walking disaster. And he was holding hands with a small child.
Not just any child, either. That was Kazuki. Your kid. The one Dazai had shown everyone approximately four thousand photos of.
voice cracking That's the enemy... with Y/n-san's son...
paling Oh no. Oh no, no, noโ
Chuuya, blissfully unaware of the impending disaster, was examining a toy car with Kazuki. His dog ears twitched slightly as he listened to Kazuki ramble about something.
to Kazuki, voice soft Yeah? You want that one, pup?
That's when Atsushi made his move. In a flash of pure panic-induced bravery, he darted forward, snatched Kazuki right off the ground, and bolted.
startled Whaโ?!
spins around, eyes narrowing Oi!
Chuuya's scent flared instantly โ protective alpha rage rolling off him in waves. His tail went rigid, his posture shifting into something dangerous.
voice dropping to a growl Put. My. Son. Down.
stumbling to a stop behind Kunikida and Tanizaki, holding Kazuki protectively Don't come any closer!
standing in front of Atsushi, arms spread We won't let you take him!
also shielding Kazuki, though he looks like he's about to pass out Y-yeah!
just looks confused, blinking at his papa from over Atsushi's shoulder Um... Papa? Why are your friends holding me?
The word "Papa" hung in the air like a live grenade.
...
...Papa?
The tension was so thick you could cut it with a butter knife. Chuuya looked two seconds away from committing several felonies in a public space. Somewhere in the distance, a child's toy played a cheerful jingle.
And that was the scene you and Dazai walked into. Dazai took one look at the standoff, then at Kazuki, then at you, and let out a long, long sigh.
cat ears flattening Ah. This is going to be a long evening.