[ 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. ]
[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.]
[ 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 againSomething.
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. ]
I think he'll be more interested in your mop before he messes with mine.
[But there's no denying the weird way his stomach flops when he thinks about Ayabe noticing his hair in its messy state and deciding to do something about it. Chuuya would fight any haircut, of course, but the struggle is what's interesting.
Enjoy the feeling of butterflies in the stomach, Dazai.]
[ That does nothing to answer anything. The feeling is something foreign, but it didn't seem bad. He just can't place it or what really caused it. Frowning for a moment as he thinks about it...
Chuuya will probably get a vague kind of perplexed feel from him before he sighs. ]
[And that does nothing to alleviate Chuuya's sheer confusion at Dazai being perplexed about feelings. But ultimately, he doesn't care enough to question it much. It's just another weird Dazai thing.]
[ Nah, he knows he's weird. Just going to look at his book again. Tilting it to let Chuuya to see it as well if he wants. It basically goes through different methods and has graphs for pain, if it's easy, and how much of a pain it'll be for others to clean up. Fun, huh? ]
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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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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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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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[ 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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[Chuuya glances over at Dazai, eyebrow raised.]
What mistakes are you going to make?
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[ 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 againSomething.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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I'm pretty sure you're not supposed to do drugs while you're still growing, Dazai.
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[ There's no heat or anything behind the words. ]
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[Like those two things are comparable at all.]
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[ Weed is better than anything else he could try lbr. ]
Unless you have a better idea?
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[Says the future alcoholic.]
At least do it early in the week, so you're nor impaired on murder night.
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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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[He's asking the important questions here.]
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[ 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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[ Reaching over to touch that hair. ]
Maybe I should point out all the uneven strands you have to him.
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[But there's no denying the weird way his stomach flops when he thinks about Ayabe noticing his hair in its messy state and deciding to do something about it. Chuuya would fight any haircut, of course, but the struggle is what's interesting.
Enjoy the feeling of butterflies in the stomach, Dazai.]
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Ayabe demanding we get haircuts? We were just talking about it.
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Chuuya will probably get a vague kind of perplexed feel from him before he sighs. ]
It doesn't matter.
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You're so weird.
i should warn for suicide because unlocks
[ Nah, he knows he's weird. Just going to look at his book again. Tilting it to let Chuuya to see it as well if he wants. It basically goes through different methods and has graphs for pain, if it's easy, and how much of a pain it'll be for others to clean up. Fun, huh? ]
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