[Chuuya gasps as Dazai grabs his hair like that, eyes wide and excited. Finally, finally. Finally he can just let go, because this is too complicated for him to deal with.
And he could be difficult. He likes to force Dazai to work for it sometimes. But he's pretty sure that right now, Dazai would just stop.
He slides down to his knees, head tilted back to look up at him.]
I did this for you last night, right?
[He can't remember, but he can tell by how sore his throat is. He grins, all teeth, just because that's a worrying sight considering what he's about to do. Then he leans in, exhales across the head, and otherwise doesn't move.]
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And he could be difficult. He likes to force Dazai to work for it sometimes. But he's pretty sure that right now, Dazai would just stop.
He slides down to his knees, head tilted back to look up at him.]
I did this for you last night, right?
[He can't remember, but he can tell by how sore his throat is. He grins, all teeth, just because that's a worrying sight considering what he's about to do. Then he leans in, exhales across the head, and otherwise doesn't move.]