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.

Comments

[tenimuho]

I don't sleep with my clothes off normally, that's not it. Come over here.

[ninjou]

[Scooting... closer... can he put an arm around him? He tries.]

[tenimuho]

[He can do that, and Odasaku will just try and tug him to his chest.]

That's better.

[ninjou]

[It's still awkward... but he curls close and nuzzles his neck.]

You're warm.

[tenimuho]

So are you.

[A yawn. It's been a long, surprising day.]

[ninjou]

[All that matters is that he's curling up with the most important person he's ever known.]

Suddenly, you're tired...

[tenimuho]

Aren't you at least a little tired?

[It has to be late by now.]

[ninjou]

Not really.

[It's late, but he has Odasaku all to himself. His mind is racing with thoughts of past, present, and future, and all he can do, then, is duck his head and fake a yawn.]

Maybe a little...

[tenimuho]

I'll be here in the morning.

[That sounded fake but okay.]

[ninjou]

[Dazai will do ANYTHING FOR YOU Odasaku, including pretending to be tired. He curls up behind him, letting their bodies settle together. One hand rests on Odasaku's hair.]

I know.

[tenimuho]

If you want to stay up I'll stay up.

[Then fall asleep on him.]

[ninjou]

Go to sleep.

[He'll watch him sleep. He'll wish they could be closer.]

[tenimuho]

Alright.

[He shuts his eyes and lets himself drift off. Dazai's presence makes him feel secure enough to sleep peacefully.

Thankfully he doesn't snore.]

[ninjou]

[Dazai will lightly snore in thirty minutes or so, when he falls asleep at last. Until then, he runs his fingers gently through Odasaku's hair and thinks. He thinks far too much about what he wants and what he wants to do. He thinks about the consequences of this, and of how much he has always, always adored Odasaku. It's so troublesome.

But he falls asleep with a smile, sliding his arm around his bedfellow and nuzzling right up against the back of his head.]

[tenimuho]

[Dazai thinks too much.

Odasaku does steal covers, as promised, but they're close enough that it doesn't matter. He's a light sleeper, so Dazai stirring is likely to wake him up.

In the meantime, he has some pleasant dreams.]

[ninjou]

[Only about this idiot. He cares about him far too much.

Dazai's dreams are fine. Nonsensical. And when he wakes up, unused to having someone beside him, he snuggles in again, resting a hand low on Odasaku's stomach without really noticing what he's doing.]

[tenimuho]

[The movement causes Odasaku to awaken, though not at any great speed. (He's safe right now, he doesn't have to.)

He takes stock of the situation and decides that he definitely doesn't want to move if he doesn't have to, but...]

...Are you awake?

[ninjou]

[Dazai curls tighter, pressing against him slightly.]

Five more minutes... I'll do the dishes, I promise...

[tenimuho]

Five minutes is fine, but then you have to get up.

[The dishes aren't necessary.]

[ninjou]

Maybe ten.....

[He's back to snoring, his face buried in Odasaku's hair. Which tickles... and makes him wake up more.]

Who...zat... m'bed. You smell nice.

[tenimuho]

Even if you flatter me, I'm still going to make you get up in five minutes.

[Dazai is an important executive who cannot sleep all day.]

[ninjou]

Seven minutes?

[BARGAINING.]

[tenimuho]

Five minutes. Maybe six if you ask nicely.

[ninjou]

Six~~~~

[Whine whine whine even though he's awake now he just wants to keep cuddling.]

[tenimuho]

Now it's four.

[Dazai is the worst when it comes to getting up.]