For ninjou.

[tenimuho]

[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.

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[ninjou]

[This face.]

I changed my mind. I'm going back.

[tenimuho]

It was a joke.

[Dazai probably realizes that.]

[ninjou]

[Oh he does, but he's pointedly walking in a random direction now.]

I have a game to play anyway...

[tenimuho]

I'm sorry. I won't do it again.

[Come baaaack.]

[ninjou]

[He veers back over, smiling.]

You're gullible tonight, too.

[tenimuho]

I thought I was gullible most of the time.

[He's heard it often enough, usually from Ango trying to warn him not to believe everything Dazai says.]

[ninjou]

[Sometimes Ango is right. Sometimes.]

I'll go back with you. And sleep with you.

[tenimuho]

I'll try not to steal all the blankets.

[Key word being try.]

[ninjou]

Maybe I won't care.

[Heh. Dazai is a pillow thief.]

[tenimuho]

We'll see.

[They're going to wake up super tangled, aren't they.]

[ninjou]

[Dazai will be on top of him.

Off they go. Surely they're almost there.]

[tenimuho]

[It's more comfortable that way.

And shortly after - here they are. Odasaku holds the door open for Dazai, like a gentleman.]

[ninjou]

[Oh, how kind! Dazai goes in, removes his shoes properly, and hangs his coat and suit jacket up by the door.]

Two nights in a row...

[tenimuho]

[Odasaku does the same.]

You might as well move in at this rate.

[ninjou]

I like this better than where I live now, you know. Mostly because you're here, and it's quiet.

[He holds out his hand.]

Let me be an idiot again, alright? You can forgive me later.

[tenimuho]

[Odasaku laces his fingers with Dazai's.]

You can be an idiot as many times as you want.

[ninjou]

[He urges him closer, trying to decide...]

You know, you're kind of in charge when we're like this.

[Dazai is at his total, absolute whim. He's too enamored, and he's the one to get shy like this. Well, other than the relentless teasing.]

[tenimuho]

Are you sure you want that?

[Odasaku would let him do as he pleased, for the most part. He lets himself be tugged closer, giving Dazai's hand a squeeze.]

[ninjou]

[He would (quietly) do anything for him. Funny thing, that.]

I want to be with you. Whatever happens, happens.

[tenimuho]

That's what I want too.

[Odasaku lifts Dazai's hand so that he can kiss the back of it.]

[ninjou]

[Dazai smiles. Honestly, it's only going to get better. For as long as they can.

Relaxing, he just watches Odasaku.]

[tenimuho]

[It's brief and gentlemanly, the hand kiss. Odasaku lowers their linked hands after a second without letting go, and steps closer to give just as chaste a kiss to Dazai's lips.]

[ninjou]

[Again, he'll let him lead, leaning slightly into the kiss as he breathes Odasaku in and relishes a gentleness they don't know anywhere else.

He puts his other hand on Odasaku's arm.]

[tenimuho]

[The hand not squeezing Dazai's moves to lightly play with Dazai's hair. He can't help it.

The kiss is slow, and lingering - one turns into another equally gentle kiss. They have all night - there's no rush.]

[ninjou]

[He leans into every kiss, eager but softly submitting to everything that Odasaku has always symbolized to him. Everything. He tips his head into the touch and a small, content sound rises from him.]