[There's something about being praised like that that always gets to him. He spent a long time rejecting it, even though it feels good - or because it feels good, when it's not something he's supposed to want. He's at least given up on that by now, but he still has to fight back a too strong reaction, making his cheeks turn red all over again.
The petting feels good, though. He gives in and rolls his body more forward, until his head is resting against Dazai's chest. At least that way he can hide his face a little, too.]
I can change later.
[Because agreeing that Dazai can decide his clothes if he wants will definitely not backfire.]
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The petting feels good, though. He gives in and rolls his body more forward, until his head is resting against Dazai's chest. At least that way he can hide his face a little, too.]
I can change later.
[Because agreeing that Dazai can decide his clothes if he wants will definitely not backfire.]