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Heh. I can think of plenty of people who'd call me vain for drinking to that one. Lucky I'm drinking with you instead.
[Chuuya drinks, naturally.]
Well, never have I ever been a sexy redhead.
Heh. I can think of plenty of people who'd call me vain for drinking to that one. Lucky I'm drinking with you instead.
[Chuuya drinks, naturally.]
Well, never have I ever been a sexy redhead.

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He’s ruined so many goddamn lives...but then again, so have I...
[Chuuya has killed people, after all.]
My boss forbade me to kill him though...
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[So that's one problem he doesn't have. The issue there is that he's not as good of a fighter as his boyfriend.]
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[No one is quite as proficient as Dazai at torture, buuuuut...]
But if we killed him it might start an all out war between the ADA and the Mafia...
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[Besides, he's not good at torture. He's a poet.]
War would be a bad thing, so you don't want me to kill him, even if I get the chance?
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[Chuuya presses a kiss to poet-Chuuya’s forehead.]
At least your Dazai is mostly harmless...right?
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[Just the thought's ridiculous, and eases some of Chuuya's tension.]
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[Maybe they can bully him together sometime. But for now Chuuya snuggles closer to his boyfriend and pulls a nearby blanket around them both.]
Just...stay with me tonight, okay?
[He needs it. This closeness. More than anything he’s ever needed before.]
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[He's not leaving his boyfriend. Not until the very moment he leaves this world, and not anytime soon.]
Goodnight, Chuuya. I love you.
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[Little does he know that his world is about to be turned upside down...]