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ninjou, boss Dazai.
[Of course it eventually came to this.
There was never really any doubt in Odasaku's mind that Dazai would be the next boss. Even among the executives, he was the most talented, the most ruthless. Once Dazai removed Mori from the picture, his position would be - well, not secure, but as secure as being the head of a mafia ever gets.
Odasaku knew it was coming. That doesn't mean he has to like it.]
You called for me, boss?
[The boss's office is very, very nice. That's one of the few entirely positive things that Odasaku can say about this situation: Dazai has an even nicer office now.
He'd rather not dwell on the other things he might say.]
There was never really any doubt in Odasaku's mind that Dazai would be the next boss. Even among the executives, he was the most talented, the most ruthless. Once Dazai removed Mori from the picture, his position would be - well, not secure, but as secure as being the head of a mafia ever gets.
Odasaku knew it was coming. That doesn't mean he has to like it.]
You called for me, boss?
[The boss's office is very, very nice. That's one of the few entirely positive things that Odasaku can say about this situation: Dazai has an even nicer office now.
He'd rather not dwell on the other things he might say.]

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How does he explain this simply.]
The reason I don't have more sex is because it's not that exciting to me unless it's with someone I actually care about.
Men and women don't matter. I just want you.
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[Just him. Why that seems suddenly surprising is kind of pathetic, really. Friendship is one thing. Missing someone. But knowing he is wanted, singularly and uniquely, makes him smile and pause and look at Odasaku so dumbly that he must seem like the kid who looked up to him a few years ago as the absolute paragon of manliness and kindness and coolness.]
Then... if you'll take things slow, could you be on top?
[Because on the inside, part of him is that awestruck kid who wants nothing more than Odasaku's approval and affection.]
It might take a while for me to be ready.
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[He won't rush Dazai or do anything he's uncomfortable with. He never would, and that hasn't changed at all.
Odasaku drops another kiss, this one on his cheek.]
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[He's teasing. He knows Odasaku will be gentle and kind, now that he understands. Now that they both understand. This may be the only time, but he'll always remember it.
At the kiss, he practically melts.]
Do you... want to eat, or... take a shower or anything? Sit for a while?
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[Since he came here with the expectation of having sex, and all.]
But sitting would be nice. Cuddling?
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Thank you.
[Then he turns and, taking Odasaku's hand, leads him into the grandest bedroom the man has probably ever seen. And it's all Dazai's. Never Mori's. The bed is ample and modern, and while there are clearly things on the side table that waited in expectation of their meeting--condoms, lube, a few other things--they're easily ignored. He'll drag him over and urge him to sit before snatching up the TV remote.]
Here... we can watch something.
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Anything's fine with me. ...Except shows about cute animals.
[He'll tear up, it'll be embarrassing and ruin the mood.]
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[He grins. The bed is plush and comfortable and the best thing ever, and as long as Odasaku likes it, he's happy.
Dazai flips channels a bit and settles for a random TV drama about something or other.]
No cute animals. And it's the start of a new broadcast season, so maybe we'll find something good to watch. How's this?
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[It doesn't matter what they watch as long as Dazai snuggles with him.]
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Thanks.
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You don't need to thank me.
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[He laughs softly, cuddling in. Odasaku believed in him. Still does. Cares about him. Dazai is comfortable giving him the love he's held onto for so long.]
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[...being snuggly as hell doesn't count.]
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[He laughs, and turns his head to kiss Odasaku's cheek.]
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[He could have had this ages ago, if they hadn't both been scared to try and change things.
Odasaku strokes the small of Dazai's back, gently.]
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[He adores him. Loves him. Needs him until the end of time. And he won't think beyond right now, because right now they are all that exists in the world. The TV is ignored as Dazai peppers Odasaku's shoulder with kisses.]
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[That feels nice, and Odasaku will just take a second to play with Dazai's hair. It's so soft.]
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[He can say that to no one else in the world. The hand in his hair makes him hum happily.]
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That's... Cute.
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[He doesn't think of himself that way. Children are cute, small animals are cute, he's a grown man.]
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Kisses behind each ear, and then soft kisses pressed to his jaw.]
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I needed this.
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[This closeness to the dearest person in his life - he's been without for long enough that now that he can be with Dazai like this, he feels like a starving man faced with a banquet.
More kisses to Dazai's jaw, and his neck, before finally gently tilting Dazai's head so that he can kiss his lips once more.]
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