For ninjou.

[tenimuho]

[There are a lot of reasons why a person would want to humor an up-and-coming mafioso, likely to be one of the youngest executives if not the youngest executive in Port Mafia history.

But Odasaku doesn't really think of what he's doing right now, sitting down and playing video games with Dazai, as 'humoring' him. Even if he's not all that great at fighting games compared to Dazai, and even if it might be considered a little weird, a 20-year-old playing games with a 15-year-old...]

Oh, I lost again.

[...it's fun even when he loses, so he's playing.]

Good game. Want another round?

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[tenimuho]

...Thanks.

[It means they're positive acquaintances. Clearly.]

[ninjou]

Do you like me?

[Prodding...]

[tenimuho]

Yes...?

[What's that question about.]

[ninjou]

[He smirks, and the controller is set aside. He has a hand on Odasaku's chest pretty quickly, and he leans in to try for a kiss.]

[tenimuho]

[Sorry, but what the fuck.

Odasaku reacts without thinking of things like Dazai being a future executive or probably able to kill him if he tried - he shoves Dazai away, not gently.

And then just stares at him for a few seconds.]

...What.

[ninjou]

[He falls back, looking shocked as he hits his head on the TV cabinet. There's going to be blood, so he thinks. But he's to busy curling forward wordlessly and laughing to himself.]

[tenimuho]

[Oh, that - that was a bit harder than he intended. Uh. He doesn't know whether he's allowed to come closer or not.]

Are you okay?

[...if you're being controlled somehow now would be the time to let him know. Because why else would Dazai do that? It must be the work of an enemy Ability.]

[ninjou]

[He sits there, digging fingers against his head and drawing the hand back with blood on it. Not a lot, just enough to laugh at again. He rubs it between his fingers, then wipes it on his pants.]

Wow...

[tenimuho]

You should probably bandage that up.

[Still not sure if he can come closer, and very concerned about all this laughing.]

[ninjou]

[He looks up at him with wild, dark eyes.]

I thought you liked me.

[tenimuho]

You're fifteen. That's not what it means when a twenty-year-old likes a fifteen-year-old.

[ninjou]

So? Do you think I act like a kid?

[tenimuho]

No, but that doesn't make it alright.

[There's a gap in between 'kid' and 'adult' and Dazai is squarely in the middle of that gap.]

[ninjou]

It's fine.

[Another little laugh.]

If I was your age, would you kiss me?

[tenimuho]

I - I don't know, because you're not.

[So he can't even begin to figure it out.]

[ninjou]

[Sigh. Dazai stands and moves closer.]

You're kidding. Just kiss me. One.

[tenimuho]

No, Dazai. It's wrong and I'm not going to.

[...he is arguing about not doing things that are 'wrong' to the wrong person, isn't he.]

[ninjou]

It's not wrong. I'm asking you to do it. It's not like you're forcing me.

[YEP.]

[tenimuho]

...are you going to keep asking me until I give in?

[The only reason he'd ever give in is because he just accidentally gave Dazai head trauma and feels bad about it. But, unluckily, that's exactly what just happened.]

[ninjou]

At least I'm only asking for a kiss.

[He wants some things teenagers want, Odasaku. He's being good. Be glad.]

[tenimuho]

[Odasaku would nope out of the room and possibly the entire solar system. He's glad.

As it is, he sighs heavily, then slides a little closer on the floor.]

Just one.

[ninjou]

[Dazai crouches.]

One.

[tenimuho]

[Odasaku exhales, takes another breath, and leans in.

It's a light, chaste, gentle kiss. Definitely nothing as deep as Dazai would probably like. But at least it's lasting for more than just an instant, when he could cheat his way out of this like that.]

[ninjou]

[He grips Odasaku's lapels instead of letting him move away. He doesn't force another kiss, but he stays close.]

See? It's not wrong. It's good, isn't it?

[tenimuho]

[Odasaku doesn't tug or push, so no more head injuries for Dazai today.]

No, Dazai. It's still wrong.

[He feels something unpleasant in the pit of his stomach. He shouldn't be going along with this.]