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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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His visible eye is narrowed, his pupil dilated, a sure sign that he's lost. His hands even shake a little before he helpfully unbuttons enough of his shirt to get down to exposed chest.]
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So when Dazai unbuttons past the point where bandages become uncovered skin, Odasaku just skips past the coverings instead. He leaves kisses over the skin he's never seen before now - even if there's a scar or a mark there, it doesn't matter to him.
...Though speaking of marks, it's probably best that they skipped the neck area entirely, because some of this suction would probably have left a hickey on more sensitive skin. He isn't sorry.]
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It's shocking, however, when Odasaku bends just enough, moves so that he can put lips on Dazai's chest. It's marked with scars, too, but going beneath the shirt, he feels less need to cover so much. He's so very glad that was hos decision. He could die after this and be the happiest man in history. His head is swimming a bit and his heart is racing and his mind is going inappropriate places, but he has a little bit of Odasaku right now, all of his attention and...
And his breath hitches and he lets out a very, very telling sound.]
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He could just stay like this for a while, leaving kisses and love bites on Dazai's chest, and he wants to be patient - even though he's getting too excited himself and it's noticeable if Dazai looks the right way, he doesn't do anything to address it. You'd think he was the teenager here.
He lets Dazai's shirt stay on him, more or less, but pushes it up so he can trail his mouth over Dazai's stomach, once dipping his tongue in Dazai's belly button. (He might laugh. It might do a little to ease the tension, but not much.)]
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It does. It changes when Dazai flinches at the touch to his navel, when he starts and he curls his hands into fists before relaxing them and settling one in Odasaku's hair. There's no reason for it. He's baring himself and he shouldn't, Odasaku is humoring him, and he shouldn't. His thoughts are damnably wild and Odasaku will figure that out sooner or later.
He doesn't like men.
The bites to his chest were enough to make his breath heavy, and the kisses brought a white-heat electricity through him that he's trying so hard to deny and failing. Who cares which one of them is getting carried away?
He doesn't like men. He just... likes this one.
The tension doesn't ease. Dazai's whole body feels wound as tightly as it can possibly be.]
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And that's no good. It makes Odasaku stop where he is, though he doesn't attempt to straighten out - merely looks up at Dazai.
Even though his own cheeks are flushed and his voice is rough-]
We can stop if you don't want to do this.
[-he would never ever ever push it. If Dazai's not willing and comfortable, then this is where it ends.
He might have to go to the bathroom to deal with things, but that's not something he even considers a sacrifice.]
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It's too much. That look on Odasaku's face makes him feel too much and want too much and he has to stop. He never wanted to go that far... not sober, at least. He lacks the courage and gains logic when he's rested.
Dazai doesn't bother getting up, just finishes untucking his shirt and buttons it up and fusses with his bandages. He feels like a child, like a novice.]
I'm sorry. [And he sounds so, so small.]
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[The fact that Dazai asked him to stop is alright. The reasons why, the fact that feelings are involved and they make everything worse - maybe that's less fine, but there's nothing anyone can do about it.
He straightens up and tried not to acknowledge anything like still being turned on. It'll go away or he'll slip away and deal with it, it's fine.]
...you might want to reheat breakfast.
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[God, why is his face red and his everything feels wound up too tight? He's not supposed to be easily embarrassed! All Odasaku did was...
Dazai looks at him a bit wildly, trying to straighten himself out before flopping on the floor properly and presenting an obvious... issue. He doesn't think about it.]
I don't know what to say. I feel like I should say something.
[He trusts Odasaku enough to admit to this weakness. That's more transparent than he'd be with anyone else.]
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[They both have issues and they're not going to acknowledge them, because acknowledging things has only made matters more awkward. It's put them in this situation.]
You don't have to say anything. We can stay the way we are.
[That's what they wanted, right? For things not to change.]
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[He is Dazai the man, not Dazai the Executive, so he can say stupid things and get away with it, right? This is horrible and awkward and it's Dazai's fault for letting it go that far. He can't put his only real... friend-like person into such a compromising position. It's not okay. It's wrong and he's sorry. All his damn fault.]
It's not like I wouldn't do it! [Fuck did he say that out loud god why fuck why] I don't want to change things. I need... [you.] ...someone to laugh with and drink with and be completely jealous of for the rest of my hopefully short life.
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[Even though Odasaku still doesn't think that there's much to be jealous of, he doesn't want to contest that right now.]
It would take more than you kissing me to get rid of me. I like you, Dazai.
[He said it before this whole kissing thing started, and he'll say it again.
He sits on the floor next to Dazai, because looking down at him feels... weird. Imbalanced.]
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[He feels absolutely small still, a child again in his timid thoughts, unable to be wholly bold over this. He should have been happy with last night.]
I like you, too. I like having you around, anyway. You're weird...
[Dazai sits up.]
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It's really okay. I enjoyed it.
[He enjoyed being close to Dazai, giving Dazai those heady feelings and receiving them in return. He doesn't think he'd have liked it so much with anyone else.
That seems like a thing he shouldn't give voice to.]
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He contemplates every possible path and option and outcome. They all sound horrible and they all mean things have changed. Shit.]
I've wanted to kiss you for a while. You had no idea, right?
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[He's not very perceptive, at least when it comes to things like this. He'd need to be told point blank that someone wanted to kiss him, or had it demonstrated for him like Dazai had so kindly done.]
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[He smiles and settles a hand on Odasaku's shoulder.]
You're good, though. I really liked it. I'm surprised, too... you don't seem like you'd date a lot.
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[Plainly said. He doesn't have anything to be embarrassed about here.]
I'm older than you, remember.
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[He grins.]
Older men... it's not my type at all.
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[He hadn't really thought all that much of those few times. He'd wanted to know what the fuss was about, he found someone his age who felt similarly, they had an okay time.
Dazai's different. The drive to make Dazai feel blissfully good is unique to him.]
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[He's trying to calm down. He's going to be fine. He's going to need a few minutes alone, maybe. There's just no way for him to excuse doing anything with Odasaku beyond the kissing. There's no way they'd be able to stop at once.]
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[...what. Dazai said it first, not him. It's completely excusable for him to agree.]
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Don't leave me, Odasaku. Ever.
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[Sincere as ever.]
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[Fuck it. He just kissed him again, softly. Lightly. A glancing blow.]
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