[Chuuya has heard exactly zero confessions. Dazai has said the words 'I'm lonely' a grand total of no times, and he's never even admitted he likes Chuuya's company.
But Dazai keeps coming back. It has to mean something.
And Chuuya is lonely, too.]
Hold on.
[He can't exactly lie down in bed in his vest and shirt and bolero and harness, not if he wants to get comfortable. Let him just get changed first, opening his closet to find the softest pyjamas he has, changing right there in front of him. It's nothing Dazai hasn't seen before anyway.]
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But Dazai keeps coming back. It has to mean something.
And Chuuya is lonely, too.]
Hold on.
[He can't exactly lie down in bed in his vest and shirt and bolero and harness, not if he wants to get comfortable. Let him just get changed first, opening his closet to find the softest pyjamas he has, changing right there in front of him. It's nothing Dazai hasn't seen before anyway.]