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(ah!! look who's here!! it's chuuya!! chuuya's cute!! so tiny!! he throws his long arms in the air, a very large smile on his face.

can you see how his eyes are basically pupils?)

CHUUYA!!

(and he hugs, chuuya's arms trapped in it, and he twirls.)

Chuuya, you're so tiny. You're so cute! Did you know you're cute? You're so tiny, and tiny is very cute. Cute-ya.

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[It says a lot about Chuuya and Dazai's relationship that Dazai doesn't even have to say a word for Chuuya to know he's high as a kite.

Really, his face said it all.

Still, the babbling and delighted yelling is a pretty decent indicator in that Dazai probably took some uppers, and the fucking hug cinched it.]

Gah...!!! Damn it, Dazai!!

[There's really no struggling here, not when Dazai has leverage and Chuuya doesn't want to kick Dazai's ass until he's sure he didn't also overdose on something that makes him bleed more than normal. So he's forced withstand the twirling, feet flailing behind him]

Yes, yes you've said that multiple times. You're also talking a mile a minute.


What. Did you. Take!

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Chuuya, look! Look at you!! You're cute. Very cute. Look. Adorable. Cute as hell. That mad expression makes you cuter. You're cute!

(and he's getting squeezed a little bit, dazai dangling his legs a little bit before he lets chuuya go just by opening his arms. he can land. like a cat. chuut. catya.)

I drank coffee. It's coffee! Want coffee? You should have coffee. Get on my level.

CW: casual mention of drug overdoses

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You've said 'cute' five times in one breath, what the fuck.

[Ugh. Uuuuugh. He allows the squeeze, because for all Dazai's octopus limbs he isn't nearly strong enough to really hurt him like that. When he's dropped he lands on his feet, because it's chuuya after all.

After which, he's reaching up to yank Dazai down by his shirt collar, closely examining his eyes and mouth.]

What did you put in the coffee? I don't exactly have narcan on me, so it better not be anything extreme.

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(wooooah, look, he's being brought down! because chuuya is so small! so cute. his hands go to the other's cheek, full-moon eyes stuck at his for a second before he giggles.)

Chuuya, your eyes are so blue. So blue! Like an ocean! Don't you drown? Woosh. Woosh.

(he's fine, chuuya, just irritating.)

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[Chuuya squints at Dazai as he babbles and giggles for a short moment before letting out a long sigh. Yeah okay, he seems lively enough.]

Well I don't think you're dropping dead anytime soon, at least. Or drowning, for that matter.

[He reaches over to pull at Dazai's cheeks lightly in payback, his voice escaping in a slightly wry deadpan.]

No more 'coffee' for you though.

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Woosh. Woosh..ya. Whuuya!

(it makes complete sense. look how blue, look, he's so cute. he's gonna be talking about that for a while.

and he takes a beat. two beats. and then he runs to his cup, to down the remaining liquid before chuuya can stop him.)

Ooooookay! ♫

(and he tosses it behind his shoulder, not a care at the shattering sound.)

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That's a terri--[Anddd then Dazai is dashing over to down that coffee cup before Chuuya can grab him.

Fuck. The sound of the cup shattering sounds extremely final, right now.]

You are going to be so wasted tomorrow. Or the day after.

[Honestly, who knows how much he put in that.]

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Mmmmmh! Sounds like! A problem! For Cuteya Catya Wooshya Chuuya. You looked really really really fucking confused the other day! Dismayed! So I gave you a mission! I'm the mission! A.... Missizai!!!

(twirls, twirls, drop on their bed.)

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Pick one name, or I'm gonna get annoyed real quick.

[Oh he's going to have a headache before this is over, no doubt about it. He reaches up to run a gloved hand over his face, through his hair with a heavy sigh.]

If you really think you got high for my sake, I'm not sure why you think giving me a headache would help. So babysitting you is a mission now?

[That being said, he is still following after Dazai to stand by the side of the bed, already going through his mental checklist of necessities for times like these.]

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Because it's distracting! Chuuya, do you know why you're so short? I'm going to tell you a super secret! A state secret. Come closer! Come very closer!

(see, he's gonna forget whatever the hell made him error 404 a-real quick, with how bouncy he is on the bed. toss and turn to this side, toss and turn to that side... grab chuuya to lay down with him.)

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If you say something stupid I'm smothering you with a pillow.

[It's an empty threat, if he smothers Dazai like this he might gag and that would be messy. He needs to get a bucket, probably.

But when Dazai reaches out to yank him down to the bed, Chuuya isn't expecting it. He shouts as he goes tumbling down none too gently.]

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Did! You! Know! Astronauts can grow up to 3 percent taller in microgravity. You compress yourself, so that's why your spine never really had a break to grow! I knew this all along, so I cursed you with a self-fulfilling prophecy. Enjoy!

(RIP CHUUYA!!!)

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[Dazai says that, and Chuuya's face goes through a magnificent array of emotions: Surprise, confusion, realization-- and bristling hot fury.]

You WHAT!!!!!

[He's grabbing Dazai by the shirt collar again and shaking him, drugs be damned.]

YOU PIECE OF SHIT!!

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(he's so used to this it doesn't even bother him, even if he's extremely jittery. all this yelling, all this rage, and all dazai does is kiss his own index finger, and boop it onto chuuya's nose tip.)

... Chuu!

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[Hilariously, that actually manages to make Chuuya freeze, going cross-eyed for a moment as he squints at Dazai's finger like he plans to shove it up Chuuya's nose.]

Fuck, you're too high for me to even enjoy murdering you properly.

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(no, it was just a chuu, chuuya. he's giggling to himself. kill him with chuus. killing chuuya with chuu.)

You can't murder me, anyway! It'd be like killing a part of you, and you can't have that, can you? Ah, I can do whatever I want!

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[Dazai don't call him out like this? He does the petty, childish thing: He bites Dazai's finger.]

I could absolutely murder you, asshole!

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Hey, did you know, Chuuya! I can bite yours too! And you'll get super duper horny.

(HE KNOWS.)

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Wh--

[And that sends Chuuya's face absolutely flaming red in record speed. A critical hit!!!

How did Dazai know?!]

You--!! That's not--!!

[Either Dazai has interrogated one of his one night stands, or he just knows in that crazy Dazai way of his.]

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Wanna see?! I'll show you! Look, I'm great at proving points.

(and the poor hand is taken into his, teeth sinking into leather to remove what separates skin... and he bites. it's very gently, delicate, barely any force.)

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[Chuuya's too busy grasping for a denial to throw at Dazai that he doesn't even manage to pull away in time. The delicate bite to his gloved finger is barely there, but for all the gentleness it seems to burn all the more, heat flooding Chuuya like wildfire, fingers twitching and eyes going wide as all his focus is dragged to the spot where Dazai bites him.

If anything, his delayed reaction only helps Dazai tug the glove away as he yanks his hand back as if scalded. The graze of teeth drags a strangled noise from Chuuya, choked and heated and unmistakably of surprise and arousal, a single word coming out in a gasp.]

Fuck!!

[Dazai is trying to kill him.]

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See, Chuuya? When was I ever wrong in this life?! I'm never wrong! What happens if I do other things to it, and then leave!

(death. death, probably, it's a rhetorical question for something that is already going to happen, probably. best thing about being high is that, this time, the denial is bigger! right? he was high. doesn't count. never counted!)

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[Chuuya's still frazzled and flustered, but Dazai's words manage to pull him back to his senses enough to snarl. One glove is missing somewhere amongst the bedding, but he'll find it later.]

What I want to know is how the hell you knew that!!

[Right now he wants to strangle Dazai, and his hands come up to grab him by the collar again and shove him down against the bedding. Has he been stalking him? Did he put cameras in his bedroom or something?!]

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(oh. wow!!! it is definitely a nice way to go! his legs even sway a little, too long to fit the bed as is, and he laughs, as if no amount of roughness could ruin his perfect mood. debatable if he would even feel pain, anyway.)

Being smart! Did you know!!!!! I'm super smart!!!!!!!!!