pc catchall: chuuya

[shortfornow]

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[shortfornow]

[ Wow, don't make a big deal about it. There's a pause there before he just sighs. ]

Don't get used to it, Chibi.

[ He's just going to look at his book instead. This is a one time thing. ]

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[He's still got a smug smirk on his face.]

Oh~ I guess I'll have to keep acting smartly then.

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[ There is a way that could get him to stop looking so smug. ]

Ah. What's this? It sounds like you want my praise.

[ Dats gay, Chuuya ]

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[Okay, now it's time to frown and be a little grumpy.]

Maybe what I want is to not fight with you all the time.

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[ There's a pause there. That's... actually a lot coming from Chuuya.

Lifting his hand up from his book, and after hesitating for a moment he'll place it on top of that red hair. ]

We haven't actually fought in a while.

[ The trial doesn't count because it was something else ]

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It's not worth fighting without my powers.

[That's part of it, but not the whole truth.]

...

We're co-workers now. We're gonna have to deal with each other for years and years to come, so long as we don't die here. So we might as well try to at least be tolerable to each other, right? We won't get anything done if we're fighting all the time.

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[ For years and years is such an odd concept for him. It wasn't that long ago when he was still trying to end everything.

Petting his head very lightly for a moment, pondering on what the other will think or even feel with this small amount of physical contact. ]

You're right there. [ There's some hesitation before... ]

Even if you have been talking about me to others, you're still the only one I can trust here. [ There's another pause before he says the other thing... ] You're probably the only one who can understand me.

[ Closer to anyone else considering their chosen profession and the bonding experience they went through.

Also he's only saying this once so pls get it memorized, Chuuya. ]

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[The physical contact is still so weird. Chuuya's never really had much of it, and now he's getting hugs and headpats left and right! It's confusing to someone like him, who has gone his whole life without it.

And then there's those words. Dazai doesn't have to say it twice, Chuuya understands what he's getting at. They both need to survive this and get back home to Yokohama. And for Dazai to survive, Chuuya needs to as well.]

Got it.

[Trust is a weird thing, but Chuuya gets that too. Dazai is easy to trust, because Chuuya understands Dazai. And while Dazai isn't the only person Chuuya trusts here, he's the one he trusts the most, simply because of that reliability in actions.]

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[ It's weird to initiate it. Chuuya can probably feel that Dazai is curious, and after a moment, he'll let his hand fall from his head. ]

Maybe we should figure out a plan.

[ Rolling on to his back as he looks up at the ceiling. ]

Tomorrow or on Monday. [ It's warm in here, which makes it hard to really think too hard on stuff. ]

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[...]

Monday, probably. We should wait to see what the next week holds before making any plans.

[He rolls onto his back too, and he also looks up to the ceiling.]

We have time. If I'm right about the monsters, we have until Thursday.

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Monday then. We'll just rest and make mistakes the rest of the weekend.

[ He's already considering making some mistakes. ]

I really can't wait to not feel emotions again.

[ He says before he sighs. ]

Tell me monster theories on Monday as well.

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'Mistakes'?

[Chuuya glances over at Dazai, eyebrow raised.]

What mistakes are you going to make?

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There's weed here.

[ Maybe it'll help with something. The bored with the world that was settling in again on the days that weren't a murder mystery? The lack of being so close to death? Feeling lost? Feeling alone with his mind again Something.

A pause as he lifts his head to look at Chuuya for a moment. ]

I'll let you know when I decide to try it.

[ It's a new world and who knows if it'll be a good time or bad since you know drugs. ]

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[And his face just falls.]

I'm pretty sure you're not supposed to do drugs while you're still growing, Dazai.

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Maybe I'll stay as short.

[ Look it worked for Sherlock Holmes? ]

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That's fine, I'll end up taller than you I guess.

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You won't grow any taller if you don't drink a lot of milk.

[ There's no heat or anything behind the words. ]

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Says the guy who wants to smoke weed.

[Like those two things are comparable at all.]

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I want to try something new.

[ Weed is better than anything else he could try lbr. ]

Unless you have a better idea?

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...it's probably better than alcohol, I guess.

[Says the future alcoholic.]

At least do it early in the week, so you're nor impaired on murder night.

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[ Alcohol is actually next on his list, and then he'll quit dumb teenaged experimenting to some how find a whole chill for his mind.

Waving a hand because he already thought about that. He's not dumb, Chuuya. ]

Tomorrow. After the execution. Reito probably needs it, too.

[ His roommate needs a bigger chill. ]

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I mean...yeah, Ayabe needs to calm down. But are you sure he'll even smoke it?

[He's asking the important questions here.]

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It might depend on how I approach it.

[ If not, there is always contact highs. ]

You know, he wants to cut my hair.

[ Putting a hand on the bandages around his head. ]

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I can see why. He's obsessed with keeping things clean, and you're a mess.

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Hah. That coming from you.

[ Reaching over to touch that hair. ]

Maybe I should point out all the uneven strands you have to him.