Continuation for bandagedheart.

[thesettingsun]

[Very few people get this dressed up for a bar crawl. It looks like it'd be hell to wash, and the only reason you'd wear it out to the bar is an obsession with fashion.

So that's one clue about who this patron sitting at a table is, since he forgot to tell other-Dazai how to identify himself. As for him, when he sees Dazai come in with bandages visible on his arms, he makes an (incorrect) assumption that this is the injury that caused that text and thus this is Dazai.

Well, he's half right, at least.]

Dazai!

Comments

[thesettingsun]

Then what do you mean by 'be yours' if it isn't serious and isn't exclusive?

[??? Shuji gives Dazai a questioning look. Use your words correctly...]

[bandagedheart]

[As if you’re going to get a straight answer out of Dazai, Shuji. He lays back on the couch, pulling Shuji down on top of him.]

I mean that I want you to crave my touch, even when you’re with someone else.

[He also means he wants you to be his plaything.]

[thesettingsun]

[Even with his new position on top of Dazai, Shuji looks more dubious than submissive and willing.]

...What would I get out of that?

[Because it sounds like a one-way ticket to dissatisfaction to him.]

[bandagedheart]

So skeptical! Do you really think I’d offer nothing in return?

[He would, but not with someone as self-absorbed as Shuji. Obviously Dazai will have to put in just a tiny bit of effort if he wants to reel this one in.]

Besides, what fun would it be if I simply demanded that you think of me? It’s much more satisfying if you do that on your own.

[thesettingsun]

[Still skeptical.]

I've already done the 'prioritize one person you don't know all that well for no real reason' thing, it doesn't work out... But I'll consider it.

[You just got compared to his arranged marriage.]

[bandagedheart]

Oh my, sounds like you’ve had quite the experience!

[Dazai kisses Shuji’s neck again, lips brushing lightly over his pulse.]

Living in a library is a new one for me. Where do you sleep?

[thesettingsun]

There's dorm rooms over here.

[Shuji lifts his hand and waves it vaguely in what might be the correct direction. Truth be told he's too comfortable to make much of an effort at being clear, and he feels too warm and pleasant to consider whether or not he should give this information to just anyone.]

[bandagedheart]

[Oh? Dazai will file that information away for later.]

Wouldn’t it be something if other famous authors resided here?

[He’s totally joking, but little does he know...]

But that would be absurd!

[thesettingsun]

A-absurd... Yeah, it definitely would be, no way that would happen...

[Good thing for Dazai that Shuji is the worst liar.]

[bandagedheart]

Oh?

[Dazai can sniff out lies a mile away, Shuji.]

There are others!!

[OHOHO.]

I simply must meet them!

[thesettingsun]

No way. Definitely no way.

[There's a very big problem with that idea and his name ends with 'dasaku'.]

[bandagedheart]

Awww, why not?

[Look at him and his exaggerated pout.]

Not even one?

[thesettingsun]

Not even one. You don't want to meet them, it's a bad idea.

[Because if he meets any of them, word will definitely get back to Oda and Ango, and they will demand to meet this Dazai.]

[bandagedheart]

[You say that, Shuji, but Dazai is totally gonna snoop if you fall asleep.]

I suppose...

[It’ll be a disaster if Dazai meets other Odasaku, but since when has he ever made smart decisions outside of a fight?]

At least tell me about them~

[thesettingsun]

You don't want to hear about them either.

[...he's absolutely going to doze off later and give Dazai an opportunity to snoop.]

[bandagedheart]

Fiiiine.

[Dazai will simply have to stroke Shuji’s hair and cuddle into him a bit more until he’s comfortable enough to fall asleep.]

Mmm...you know, I admire your taste in fashion. Maybe I can get you to dress up for me sometime~

[thesettingsun]

[Could be any minute now. Shuji doesn't like having his hairstyle messed with, but having his hair pet is super relaxing all the same.]

I was just thinking I should get an outfit that's easier to take off... You could be the first one to see me in it.

[bandagedheart]

Oh? I’d love to! You’d look lovely in a lot of things, actually...

[There goes Dazai, laying it on thick.]

Have you considered wearing lingerie?

[Cause Dazai has a thing for lace.]

[thesettingsun]

[And Shuji continues to lap it up. He hums, pleased by all the flattery.]

Not for just anyone, but for you... I could...

[Yawwwwwn.]

[bandagedheart]

I’m flattered!

[Yes. That’s it. Sleep, Shuji. Sleep so that Dazai can make terrible life choices.

His hand begins rubbing soothing circles into Shuji’s back, encouraging him to relax and doze off.]

Black lace would set off your lovely hair~

[thesettingsun]

Black and red... 's good taste...

[After another few seconds, he's fast asleep. Dazai is free to make all the bad life choices he wants.]

[bandagedheart]

Mmhmm...

[Perfect. Dazai waits until he’s absolutely certain that Shuji is asleep before he carefully wriggles out from underneath him and leaves him snoozing on the couch.

Without any concern whatsoever for the consequences, Dazai wanders out of the conference room, clicking the door shut carefully behind him before finding his way back to the lobby.

Shuji mentioned dorm rooms, didn’t he? Time to investigate.

Of course Dazai finds them fairly quickly, and here he is, wandering the halls with his hands shoved in his coat pockets and whistling all the while. He’s fairly certain that he’s not supposed to be back here, which makes this alll the more thrilling.]

[hurrayformarriage]

[He is absolutely not supposed to be back here, but it seems that security is light. A passing cat gives him a weird look before dashing off.

The first human Dazai sees is on his way back from something further in, whistling to himself. He has a book hanging off his belt, and Dazai may remember a similar contraption on Shuji's outfit the first time they met.]

Oooh, if it ain't a new guy.

[He has the thickest Osakan accent anyone has ever heard.]

Gotta be library staff if yer anythin'. What's yer name?

[bandagedheart]

[Aww, that’s too bad! He adores kitties! Why there’s one in a library he doesn’t know, but who is he to question it?

Dazai does indeed notice the book hanging off the stranger’s belt, and he quickly puts two and two together to figure out that this must be another famous author! And a very good looking one too! It must be his lucky day!

Dazai waves, flashing Mr. Handsome Author a dashing smile before bowing in greeting.]

Staff! Yes! I’m new here! My name is Akira~

[Saying that his name is Dazai might raise some alarm, so he does what he does best and bullshits his way through the introduction.]

And you?

[hurrayformarriage]

[Luckily for Dazai, this author buys the bullshit.

Unluckily for Dazai, this author buys the bullshit, which means the only polite thing to do now is introduce himself in return.]

Oda Sakunosuke, at yer service!