(or maybe it's the msg, not him. he isn't planning on using them to get a glimpse from the afterlife today, but he might dabble to find a moment to sleep.
the chuckles echo the room, as he lets go of the other, but keeps the arms wrapped around.)
on rare occasion, but generally it's just weird or gross.
[Said in a pointed deadpan. Dazai is not allowed to cook, sorry not sorry.
He could pry Dazai's arms off if he really wanted to, but he actually doesn't at the moment. Instead, he settles once again, reaching up to muss the man's hair in punishment for the octosqueeze.]
(while chuuya wakes up so pretty, so peaceful, a calmer storm than he is, dazai's curls need a bit of moving here and there to untangle. the hands can be stuck in the mop like this, and the chuckle that leaves from his lips is genuine, wholehearted - it's getting more and more special like this...)
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(or maybe it's the msg, not him. he isn't planning on using them to get a glimpse from the afterlife today, but he might dabble to find a moment to sleep.
the chuckles echo the room, as he lets go of the other, but keeps the arms wrapped around.)
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[Said in a pointed deadpan. Dazai is not allowed to cook, sorry not sorry.
He could pry Dazai's arms off if he really wanted to, but he actually doesn't at the moment. Instead, he settles once again, reaching up to muss the man's hair in punishment for the octosqueeze.]
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Careful, Chuuya, you'll get devoured!