For
ninjou.
[Tonight, Dazai is really drunk.
This is not different from most other nights in their favorite bar, save for a few things.
1. Ango isn't here.
2. Dazai is really drunk. The kind of drunk that has Odasaku concerned that he might be trying to die through liver failure. That drunk.
And so, it's with hesitation that he speaks up.]
Maybe you should stop drinking for tonight.
This is not different from most other nights in their favorite bar, save for a few things.
1. Ango isn't here.
2. Dazai is really drunk. The kind of drunk that has Odasaku concerned that he might be trying to die through liver failure. That drunk.
And so, it's with hesitation that he speaks up.]
Maybe you should stop drinking for tonight.

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What do you think of me?
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I like you.
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I like you, too.
[Dazai smiles a little more than he ought to.]
I'm pretty happy when we go drink.
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[He even smiles, just a little bit.]
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[More smiling. He's kidding, obviously.]
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[He pauses, thoughtful, then adds:] But sometimes it's nice with just the two of us.
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I was kidding... But when it's just the two of us, we don't talk very much, do we?
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[He could do that, if that was the direction their friendship was going in. It's just always stayed at this semi-superficial level.]
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[He's looking around, thinking he knows what Odasaku's place looks like.]
I like it the way it is, too. That's such a hard decision.
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I don't mind it either way.
-it's this door, Dazai.
[He unlocks the door for him, nodding at him to go in.]
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Thanks!~
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I might not own a deck of cards.
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I don't have any.
[Time to struggle to his feet.]
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[Oops. That's actually disappointing.]
What do you want to do instead?
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Let me think...
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The amount that he is sure of what Dazai's going to do next could be described as 'fuckall'.]
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O~da~sa~ku~
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[Being stared at is a little bit uncomfortable, but he'll endure it.]
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I drank too much for cards.
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I guess it's better that we didn't end up playing.
[...he gives Dazai's hands a light squeeze, if only because they're there and this is a thing that's going on now apparently.]
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I can go home. Just give me a couple of minutes so I can walk right...
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You don't have to. I can sleep on the couch.
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[He is nuzzling a little higher and are those lips on Odasaku's neck?]
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[Not that he doesn't know what Dazai's doing, but- why would be a better question. But 'why' is also a question you never ask a drunk person.]
If you're drunk enough to do this you're too drunk to walk home.
[He lets go of Dazai's hands in order to grip Dazai's shoulders, intending to push him away. In just one second.]
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[He's going to keep going, his lips are just on Odasaku's jaw and it feels warm and good, and his scruff is so attractive, he's so handsome and so... he smells good and warm, warm, so warm...
But there are hands on his shoulders. He pulls away til he's standing upright, and looks like he wants to look like a child who's been caught doing something naughty. But there's a twinkle in dark mahogany that says he was up to something and he wasn't ashamed.
But he's drunk.]
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