[Chuuya doesn't doubt for a second that he stole it. It's definitely something he'd be tempted to do, and something he'd need to be drunk or drugged to actually go through with. It looks nice, hanging against his chest. He wonders why Dazai's let him keep it this long. Maybe he just doesn't care.
Chuuya turns away from the mirror and walks over to the shower instead.]
Are you admitting you don't stand a chance against me?
[Let's be real, Dazai - you could have kicked Chuuya out if you wanted. His ex-partner is the one person who always seems to know just how to prod Chuuya into doing what he wants, annoying as it always is. But if Dazai wants to pretend otherwise, he'll definitely play along.
He steps into the shower, moving up close. He grins, and then leans in quickly to lick water from Dazai's throat, up as high as he can reach, before biting the skin there gently.]
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Chuuya turns away from the mirror and walks over to the shower instead.]
Are you admitting you don't stand a chance against me?
[Let's be real, Dazai - you could have kicked Chuuya out if you wanted. His ex-partner is the one person who always seems to know just how to prod Chuuya into doing what he wants, annoying as it always is. But if Dazai wants to pretend otherwise, he'll definitely play along.
He steps into the shower, moving up close. He grins, and then leans in quickly to lick water from Dazai's throat, up as high as he can reach, before biting the skin there gently.]
You're saying I can do what I want?