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One Wrong Attraction

From the moment you first set eyes on them, you've been drawn - but this is no meet-cute. They are completely unavailable to you: they're sworn to a duty, already spoken for (by someone powerful or evil, no doubt), precious cargo, a caged bird kept away from prying eyes, a possession of a wicked creature. Whatever the case, they are off-limits. The problem is...they are struck by you, too.

Will you fight your feelings, or will you free them so they can be with you? Either way, there's a high probability of it all going up in flames.

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WHO

Caged: You're the victim here, kept locked away.
Taken: You're in a relationship - consensual or otherwise - so you should only have eyes for one. That's not exactly the case...
Passerby: Here you are, minding your own business, when - who's that? Why are they there?
Rescuer: Whether you're a knight in shining armor type or someone simply paid or commanded to do this job, you never thought you'd fall for the one you had to rescue.
Conflict of Interest: You're a guard, but you can't very well do your duty if you want the person you're guarding let go.
Unknowing Villain: You had no idea your allies were keeping someone and you don't agree with their methods.
Enemies: They did wrong by you in the past; even they don't deserve this, though.
Should Be Reviled: Your people and theirs have never gotten along. You should hate them, yet you don't. You want to save them.
Who's the Monster?: They're being locked away because they're a monster. No one could be further from a beast in your eyes, however.
Never Felt Before: Usually, you're stone cold, but their plight has gotten under your skin.
In this Together: Both of you are prisoners, so you can't easily save them, can you?
Not All Bad: They're been told that they're being protected. You want to show them the outside world isn't so bad.
The Better Devil: To be honest, you're not much better than their captor. Still, you're something new.

HOW

Plot and Plan: You know busting them out won't be easy, so you'll put your mind to it.
Sneak: It's an old-fashion escape with all the subtleties and espionage to get out undetected.
Fight Anyone: Maybe you're more brawn than brains, or maybe you're just in a tight spot.
Bargain: Their freedom for yours. Seems like a fair trade.
Guilt: You can't really free them, can you? This fact tears you up inside.
Give You Hope: You might not be able to get them out of here now, but you'll keep them looking towards the future.
Keep You Happy: You'd do anything to see them smile again.
Be Healthy: They're being mistreated or ill-fed. You can at least try to remedy that.
Saved Themselves: They only needed an extra push. At the end, they pulled themself out of the pit.
Selfish: No denying it, you freed them for selfish reasons.
Selfless: What you want doesn't matter. Their safety and peace are paramount.
Sacrifice: If need be, you'll put your life on the line.
Used You: They didn't really love you. But they did know you'd be useful.
Failure: Your attempt failed and now both of you are looking death in the eyes.
I'll Steal You: They didn't want to leave their "home." You stole them away.
Indebted Friends: So they weren't romantically attracted to you. They, however, did platonically bond with you.
Finally "Together": You've wanted to touch them, hold them, kiss them, and be with them in every way possible, even if it's only for a moment. The smut option.
Happy Endings: You're both safe, far from danger, and together.

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{ vampire, anyone! 1 if you want yours to be held hostage as a blood buffet for bleed-heart (that was bad, I know) Ambrose to feel for, always up for 2 either way (Am is involved 👀 with his sire anyway but we can always complicate things with yours being spoken for as well, 5, 6, 8-13. equally happy with Am on either side of the dynamic, as he's a pretty shitty vampire and is viable for yours to have a change of heart if predisposed to hate them. sure do love me some caged monster syndrome. if captor, he will be the unwilling pawn amongst the story because his sire is a dick.

open to all prompts, whether they're straight forward, combining a couple, or tweaking some ideas! }

[ showing up at the agency's office rooms is a pretty bold move, and atsushi is vaguely aware of that. there isn't any reason for him to go there at all, not a real reason, that is. it's not like dazai told him to or that the agency picked a fight with them or anything like that.

atsushi goes there on his own volition. on certain days of the week, at certain times, when he's sure that nobody is left in the office except for one person. of course it's not because he wants to be alone with that person. it's just easier to talk when there aren't almost ten pairs of eyes trained on him and his every move.

he walks in without knocking, as always. his steps lead him straight to akutagawa's desk, in front of which he stops and sets down what he's holding - a box, with barely notable flowers printed on its pastel pink exterior. the bakery just doesn't have any inconspicuous packaging, much to his dismay. ]

Busy day?

[ atsushi doesn't wait for a reply before he takes a seat, as though he's a mere client who wants to tell akutagawa about his problems. ]

[Despite all of Kunikida's efforts paperwork has continued to be the bane of Akutagawa's existence. Others could perhaps find many more extreme causes for complaint with his new working situation, but in the young man's mind the constant busy work is what is most grating. Inaction feels like a waste, but it can't be helped.

His posture tenses at the sound of footsteps in the hall, gray eyes instantly rising from the notes spread across the desk, anticipating. It's difficult to get out of the habit of not being on-guard at all times, especially alone like this, and Akutagawa suspects that it's a habit he'll never be fully rid of. The sight of that signature black coat relaxes the tension from him a fraction, because while he knows better than to underestimate this man there is also that unspoken arrangement and understanding between them. These moments are an armistice.

Akutagawa gives a nod of greeting, gaze dropping just briefly to the box before it moves to Atsushi's face.]

There are always things to do, it's natural with so few employees. [A pause, a tilt of the head.] Is that something for the director?

[ atsushi merely nods in response to that statement. he could make a jab at the agency's pickiness when it comes to employing people, but he's not interested in that. besides, it's not like he knows that much about them. said pickiness is really just something he picked up from an offhanded comment dazai made a while ago, and it stuck with atsushi. back then, he didn't bother asking for more details and by now it's too late anyways.

his gaze moves to the box placed on the table now, like a comically tiny wall separating the two of them. ridiculous, considering just how many private things they've shared with each other already. atsushi shouldn't be so talkative, but that man sitting across from him always manages to make him talk. ]

It's just something I saw on the way. We can share, if you like.

[ there he goes, sounding all controlled and as unemotional as possible, when the truth is that he spent ages in that bakery to try and decide on what to pick so akutagawa would like it. there's rich chocolate cake, fluffy lemon cake, strawberry shortcake, souffle cheesecake, and even some cake with figs in it.

maybe he went a little overboard.. ]

[A pale brow raises ever so slightly at the explanation regarding the mysterious package. Ah, so it was food.

Without waiting for prompting Akutagawa sits forward a little in his chair to carefully pluck the lid off of the box as if he still doesn't entirely trust that there isn't a bomb inside. If the young man finds the sheer variety of cakes suspicious for something that was simply seen and chosen "on the way" he doesn't bat an eye or comment, simply taking a moment to examine all of the daintily-decorated sweets. There's a subtle shift in Akutagawa's solemn expression, just the slightest perking up in his posture like one might see in a dog whose ears have stood up.]

They almost look fake with how neatly they're made.

[Food with aesthetic value has never been something that he's had the luxury of partaking in before, and now with such picturesque toppings and creams sitting atop each perfectly-cut slice before him like this he isn't quite sure how to approach them. Dark eyes linger on them for a few more moments as if he's memorizing the sight before finally raising to Atsushi again.]

Have you tried any of them before?

[ atsushi doesn't do or say anything when akutagawa opens the box, but internally, he exhales in relief when he notices the slight change in akutagawa's expression. he can't really pinpoint it, but something about the other man changed the moment he laid eyes on the cake in the box, and just knowing that is enough to make the tension in atsushi's shoulders ease off a little. ]

No. I don't..

[ ..go out often? it's going to sound like a lie to akutagawa, but the times when he does leave the vicinity of dazai or kyouka are scarce. these days, there's barely anything for him to do aside from checking in on akutagawa. ]

..eat such fancy things often. Cheap candy does the trick already.

[ to satiate the sugar cravings. he figures it's the same for akutagawa, but there's nothing wrong with indulging in something high class for once, right? all that money dazai pays him for his work should be put to good use for once. ]

Do you have any forks?

[Akutagawa nods once in confirmation and understanding. His sugar cravings are similarly easy to sate, although more than cheap candy he finds himself resorting to simple tea with multiple sugars. It's much easier to get his hands on, especially at the Agency where having candy anywhere on his person was likely to draw the attention of Ranpo. He doen't particularly hate the idea of sharing, but there is an inherent possessiveness that comes with giving away food or the few things in the world he managed to obtain.

He gets to his feet wordlessly, moving away to go rummaging through the drawer of another desk. Fortunately Kunikida is always prepared, so it's only a few moments before Aktuagawa returns with two forks in hand, one of which he places in front of Atsushi.

He sits back down then, pondering the options between them with the same intensity he might maintain during a fight before finally making his decision. With that same care as before he takes a forkful of the cake with fig and eats it, considering for a moment before he finally speaks up;]

It's very good.

[ of course he goes for the fig cake first.. atsushi expected that this would happen, but it still feels like a little victory and his lips might just curve into the tiniest of smiles. it feels surprisingly good to know about someone's food preferences and then seeing them indulge in the food they like so much. ]

I would have been disappointed otherwise.

[ not to mention that this box of cake was expensive.. he won't let akutagawa know that, of course. atsushi isn't one to brag, unlike other members of the mafia who absolutely love indulging in expensive things and rubbing it into people's faces. looking at you, chuuya.

atsushi will leave the cake with figs entirely to akutagawa, even though he intends to share all the others. he doesn't even know what figs taste like, so it's not like he's missing out on something he likes. that chocolate cake, however.. atsushi decides to try that one first and his expression might just relax a little as soon as the rich taste of chocolate floods his taste buds. ]

You should try that one next. It's better than any chocolate they had in orphanages.

[It's good that Akutagawa doesn't know of the cost of the cake, otherwise he might have felt more reservation about taking it so readily. Money is something he's never had in excess, and while the Agency doesn't pay much it's considerably more than he's ever had before so the concept of squandering such a thing is daunting. So naturally the idea of someone else spending excessive money on him would wound his pride.

Chocolate was certainly the one he had planned on sampling next, so Atsushi doesn't need to be invited twice. Once Akutagawa has taken the moment to fully appreciate the fig cake and the other man has finished his own bite he takes a small forkful.

He chews thoughtfully then looks to the cake as if considering it, head tilted.]

It's very rich... It almost tastes like a completely different thing from the chocolate I'm used to. The texture is good, too.

[ it would be understandable if akutagawa was put off by the intense taste of the chocolate cake. when atsushi tried actual, expensive chocolate for the very first time, he was confused and thought it was something else entirely. it took him quite a few bites to get used to it and to realize that even the thing that gave him both comfort and security during his earlier life was just as low grade as the rest of his surroundings. ]

Apparently the cheap chocolate we had is made primarily with fat and sugar. It's nothing like the real thing.

[ he takes another forkful from the cake, eyes closing as he savors the taste. if this were his first time tasting something as good as this, he might have started crying. ]

... did you know that chocolate comes from trees?

[Akutagawa's gaze remains on the cake even as he gives a thoughtful nod in acknowledgement of the other's explanation. In his younger years the sugar or fat content of something meant nothing to him, especially when at the time mere survival was of much more concern than the quality of his food or even his health beyond "alive". Even now it's more about the concept of having the sugar than the taste or other ingredients accompanying it. Whether it's in tea or cake makes little difference, and he's certainly had desperate moments in his childhood where he had desperately eaten the long sugar crystals themselves to sate the craving and hunger.

But the last comment finally draws his attention back to Atsushi and he blinks once.]

Trees? Ah, cocoa you mean? I knew it was a plant, but not a tree...

[He takes another bite before tilting his head, intense gaze lowering back on the sweets as if they'll offer more of an explanation.]

It's odd to imagine chocolate coming from a tree. It doesn't fit.

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