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? ]
That actually sounds exactly like the kind of love confession you would make.
[Being a weirdo and loving someone at a distance.
He'll flip through a few of the pages before he finds one that sounds interesting. When he reads it though, it's not as smooth as talking. He has to pause at times to really look at the words and get their meaning before he can finish them.]
There is a place of peace There is a place of joy A place away from loneliness A place away from pain That place is next to you A secret garden Where black and white becomes a colorful place Of loving, kisses, touching, caressing, There with you and only you Cares of the world melting away Anger and fear are not allowed Prejudice cannot enter A place where two hearts beat as one A place where two souls are interwoven, Touching the inner-place of one another A place that I long to come back to again and again A place of sweet abandon A place next to you
[ It is, but it's fine. He already had a conversation earlier with someone else about how he's probably no longer human because of how he doesn't feel much. ]
I don't know if I can ever understand that.
[ Look, he's being honest but it's probably a side effect of everything happening and how this week was a lot. ]
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Date: 2020-03-09 04:54 am (UTC)[Says the future alcoholic.]
At least do it early in the week, so you're nor impaired on murder night.
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Date: 2020-03-09 08:13 pm (UTC)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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Date: 2020-03-09 08:35 pm (UTC)[He's asking the important questions here.]
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Date: 2020-03-09 08:43 pm (UTC)[ 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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Date: 2020-03-09 10:04 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2020-03-09 10:15 pm (UTC)[ Reaching over to touch that hair. ]
Maybe I should point out all the uneven strands you have to him.
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Date: 2020-03-09 10:19 pm (UTC)[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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Date: 2020-03-09 10:27 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2020-03-09 10:30 pm (UTC)Ayabe demanding we get haircuts? We were just talking about it.
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Date: 2020-03-09 10:40 pm (UTC)Chuuya will probably get a vague kind of perplexed feel from him before he sighs. ]
It doesn't matter.
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Date: 2020-03-09 10:52 pm (UTC)You're so weird.
i should warn for suicide because unlocks
Date: 2020-03-09 10:55 pm (UTC)[ 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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Date: 2020-03-10 01:28 am (UTC)[But sure, he grabs the book and looks through it. And he frowns.]
Of all the things to read here, THIS is what you choose?
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Date: 2020-03-10 01:38 am (UTC)[ Turning his body towards Chuuya. ]
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Date: 2020-03-10 02:24 am (UTC)[He's going to crawl over to the edge of the tent fort and pull a book out of a small pile he has there. That's the book he tosses over to Dazai.]
Here, read this.
[It's poetry.]
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Date: 2020-03-10 02:51 am (UTC)Just going to flip through before pausing at a poem. Time to read it out loud! ]
I guess
I know now
why you never
held my hand tight;
why hold on to someone
you know
you're just going
to let go,
right?
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Date: 2020-03-10 03:47 am (UTC)[That sure is a poem.]
Yeah, fine. Even sad poems are alright.
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Date: 2020-03-10 03:57 am (UTC)[ He's fully expecting to be smothered by a pillow soon ]
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Date: 2020-03-10 04:53 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2020-03-10 05:08 am (UTC)[ It's not something he'll ever really know though so might as well read it... ]
Love, a boundless feeling;
free to give. Free- to receive.
But not a love like mine-
forbidden.
Not a love like this.
Such love must stay hidden
inside the corridors
beneath my ribs.
You mustn't look at me tender
you mustn't talk to me sweet;
you mustn't give this wild bird
it's desired pair of wings.
[ He's keeping his tone even as he reads it. ]
Your turn. You should read something.
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Date: 2020-03-10 05:13 am (UTC)[Being a weirdo and loving someone at a distance.
He'll flip through a few of the pages before he finds one that sounds interesting. When he reads it though, it's not as smooth as talking. He has to pause at times to really look at the words and get their meaning before he can finish them.]
There is a place of peace
There is a place of joy
A place away from loneliness
A place away from pain
That place is next to you
A secret garden
Where black and white becomes a colorful place
Of loving, kisses, touching, caressing,
There with you and only you
Cares of the world melting away
Anger and fear are not allowed
Prejudice cannot enter
A place where two hearts beat as one
A place where two souls are interwoven,
Touching the inner-place of one another
A place that I long to come back to again and again
A place of sweet abandon
A place next to you
See? That one's nice.
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Date: 2020-03-10 07:21 pm (UTC)[ Also did you really pick something sappy to read to him? ]
Is that the kind of confession you want to receive?
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Date: 2020-03-10 10:52 pm (UTC)[As soon as the words leave his mouth though, he knows he's saying it to the wrong person.]
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Date: 2020-03-10 11:43 pm (UTC)I don't know if I can ever understand that.
[ Look, he's being honest but it's probably a side effect of everything happening and how this week was a lot. ]
Maybe if I practice it.
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Date: 2020-03-11 12:31 am (UTC)[Too many, if canon has anything to say about it.]
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