For ninjou, boss Dazai.

[tenimuho]

[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.]

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[tenimuho]

I'll do my best.

[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.]

[ninjou]

Hey, don't just do your best!

[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?

[tenimuho]

I already showered.

[Since he came here with the expectation of having sex, and all.]

But sitting would be nice. Cuddling?

[ninjou]

[He nods, then leans in to kiss Odasaku's neck lightly, just by his ear. Pulling away, he lets a look linger, smiling faintly.]

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.

[tenimuho]

[Oh, okay, he'll just sit and - wow, he didn't even know beds could be this comfy. Odasaku's own bed is definitely no match.]

Anything's fine with me. ...Except shows about cute animals.

[He'll tear up, it'll be embarrassing and ruin the mood.]

[ninjou]

Right, right...

[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?

[tenimuho]

That's fine.

[It doesn't matter what they watch as long as Dazai snuggles with him.]

[ninjou]

[Well, it looks like a good show, so Dazai puts the remote on the other side of Odasaku so he'll have control of the watching. Then he rolls right into bed next to his friend--not former, but current--and smiles as he leans in. One hand lays softly on his cheek.]

Thanks.

[tenimuho]

[Odasaku wraps an arm around Dazai's side.]

You don't need to thank me.

[ninjou]

Like hell I don't.

[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.]

[tenimuho]

I haven't done anything special.

[...being snuggly as hell doesn't count.]

[ninjou]

You're letting me hold you. I never thought I'd really have that unless I begged, or... forced it. So... thank you. For letting me keep my dignity!

[He laughs, and turns his head to kiss Odasaku's cheek.]

[tenimuho]

All you had to do was ask.

[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.]

[ninjou]

The same goes for you. You never asked, either.

[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.]

[tenimuho]

I'm sorry. Forgive me?

[That feels nice, and Odasaku will just take a second to play with Dazai's hair. It's so soft.]

[ninjou]

Always.

[He can say that to no one else in the world. The hand in his hair makes him hum happily.]

[tenimuho]

[What if Odasaku tilts his head a little and kisses behind Dazai's ear? What then?]

[ninjou]

[He gets a little shiver for his trouble, and a short giggle.]

That's... Cute.

[tenimuho]

Cute?

[He doesn't think of himself that way. Children are cute, small animals are cute, he's a grown man.]

[ninjou]

Ah, not... like... it tickles. In a good way. I want more...?

[tenimuho]

[He can absolutely have more. Anything he asks.

Kisses behind each ear, and then soft kisses pressed to his jaw.]

[ninjou]

[Dazai makes a soft, content sound, and tips his head so Odasaku can do whatever he darn well pleases, because this is what happiness feels like, and he hasn't known it in a while. This is bliss. Reaching over, he puts a light hand on Odasaku's cheek.]

I needed this.

[tenimuho]

Me too.

[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.]

[ninjou]

[Dazai loves Odasaku more than words can say, more than he can articulate, so he won't bother. Instead, he'll pour that affection--which may soon have to be destroyed again--into the sweetest of kisses, soft movements of lips and a scant invitation of tongue. He needs and wants.

Turning his whole body, Dazai almost fully faces him, resisting the urge to climb on his lap, but just barely.]

[tenimuho]

[Every invitation is accepted. The kiss deepens, with Odasaku stroking his hair as it does.

He wants so much. He wants everything, all at once. If this might be his only night with Dazai, then he wants it to be perfect. For both of them, but mostly for Dazai.]