Of course you were. But a little encouragement never hurt anybody~
[That's decidedly untrue for Dazai's encouragement in particular, but oh well. Making Chuuya lose his balance is satisfying, and Dazai responds by putting his arms around Chuuya, almost comically belatedly "catching" him. That approaching waiter may or may not be severely tested on his poker face! Then again, Dazai isn't going to insist on being clingy at all. Chuuya can "escape" if he wants; it's more fun playing with him a little, anyway.]
What are you talking about?! Your health is of the utmost importance to me, Chuuya!
[Such a statement might be sweet if it hadn't been historically untrue more often than not - but hey, Chuuya can take a punch. And a stab, and a poisoning or two. So clearly it's fine! Dazai has never really meant to get Chuuya killed, so clearly that means he does, indeed, care about Chuuya's health.]
[Chuuya does believe that statement of Dazai's - sort of. If he's been punched or stabbed or poisoned, it's usually from situations that Chuuya would have put himself in anyway, if Dazai had stopped to ask him first. That's usually how his plans work, in Chuuya's experience: Predict how people would act on their own, and make sure that things go the way he wants when they do. It almost always works out. It's fine.
And if Dazai has drugged Chuuya directly a few times, Chuuya has punched Dazai even more times than that, so even that evens out. Kind of. Either way, he does know Dazai prefers him healthy.]
If my health is so important to you, you'll order some salty snacks as well.
[Because Dazai has to pay for these drinks, he's decided. Just because. He squirms himself free, definitely starting to blush, because sitting on top of Dazai is a bit much. It's a two-person beach chair. There's enough space.
The waiter finally reaches them, only to ask if they're on their honeymoon. Chuuya turns bright red.]
[For all that Dazai has the emotional depth of an average grumpy housecat much of the time, a lot of things depend on his mood - but this, he has decided, is fine. Because he is in a good mood, and, for whatever reason, he's letting himself roll with that. May as well ride those waves all the way, right? Besides, that way he can sorta kinda almost pretend it's his decision to be happy (rather than just showing he's happy), and that it doesn't depend on external factors at all.
(Bet you're going to wish Dazai was still deeply unhappy and suicidal sometimes, Chuuya!!)
It helps that Chuuya is so easily embarrassed, offering a high entertainment value to just rolling with the not-actual-punches. Under different circumstances, the waiter's question might have made Dazai uncomfortable, but now, he's enjoying it. Chuuya may have squirmed away, but Dazai leans in to him a little and smiles at the waiter as if he's posing for a couple's vacation photo, made only by the waiter's eyes.]
However could you tell~? Any recommendations for romantic cocktails?
[Which is a silly question in basically every way possible, but who cares? The quick follow-up buys Dazai some time to hopefully overwhelm Chuuya, and he's quick to order some snacks as well. Clearly Chuuya can't complain when Dazai is doing what Chuuya asked!]
[Chuuya starts to sputter, cut off by Dazai before he can actually say anything. He wants to object, correct the assumption, except he doesn't actually want to to claim they're not here together, so what would he say? That Dazai is just his - what, his boyfriend? They've never put it into words like that. And he's not sure that word actually covers it anyway.
He'll let Dazai handle the interaction, and just try to sink into the beach chair instead. And while he might have squirmed away before, he never tried to create actual difference between them, so Dazai doesn't have to lean very far to lean into him. Chuuya waits for the waiter to leave again.]
I better not find out you've forged my signature on a wedding certificate. [He's not even sure that's possible. Both people have to be present when it's signed, he's pretty sure.] That's too much of a cop-out, even for you.
[He's not even fully sure what he means by that, but he has to say something while he recovers from the embarrassment.]
[Dazai asks the question as if he's seriously considering this moral conundrum in any depth - or, more likely, weighing the pros and cons of it. Leaning back in his own side of the chair, he enjoys the shade, the weather, and even the company.]
Well... I'm sure I could get you to sign, anyway.
[Which only leaves the slightly uncomfortable question of whether he should ask. But in Japan it's nothing to worry about, for all the wrong reasons, so... it's probably fine not to? Maybe??
He's still lowkey thinking about it now, but that's of later concern.]
[Chuuya glances up at Dazai when he moves back, just briefly. He'd never really thought about this before, because it's something that never applied to the kind of life he was living, but now he's realizing just how easily Dazai could get him to sign. That should probably worry him. He's suddenly living a different kind of life than before, just because Dazai is in it. He needs that waiter to hurry up with their drinks now.]
It's not like you ever even needed that excuse to claim that anything of mine also belongs to you.
[When in doubt, return to banter. Always accuse Dazai of being a thief. Even though Chuuya is the active criminal of the two of them, and even though he doesn't mind sharing with Dazai. He's still internally freaking out a little bit, but not because any of it is a bad thing, exactly. He already made his choice about keeping the damn mackerel in his life. This wouldn't actually change much, except that it might seem like a middle finger to some people.
But those people don't actually have a right to have any opinions about the two of them.
And also this conversation is actually just about Dazai wanting to make Chuuya blush, which he definitely still is.]
You do everything too much. Don't blame me for your character flaws.
[Not that Dazai is actually complaining, especially about this. But banter is, indeed, comfortable - and somehow tends to be painless, even when the worst insults are getting hurled around. It's hard to imagine either of them deliberately saying something that would genuinely hurt the other. ... Accidentally saying something like that may be a different thing, but that's not something Dazai wants to dwell on.]
But now it is time for you to be on vacation too much!
[Dazai puts his hands behind his head and closes his eyes. He doesn't actually need to watch Chuuya blushing to see it in his heart of hearts, anyway.]
And you do nothing too much. Maybe I'm just trying to balance it out.
[Chuuya has to dodge Dazai's elbow as he puts his arms up, one downside to sitting this close. He'd considered tilting his head to lean it against Dazai's shoulder, because why not, why shouldn't he, but now that shoulder is out of reach. Maybe he should focus on getting his embarrassment out of control first, then, before doing something to encourage the impression that they're married.
And maybe he should try relaxing like that, too. It's warm, it's comfortable, so he sits up slightly so he can take off his shirt, folding it quickly so he can set it aside. Then he leans back again, mimicking Dazai by putting his arms behind his head.]
But maybe I can try enjoying things your way just this once.
[Height differences can sure come in handy sometimes! It's just possible that they won't elbow each other in the face at this rate.
Well, their arms will be coming down for drinks soon enough, so they're probably safe regardless. (Or "safe" by some definitions, anyway.)]
My way, hmm? How ambitious!
[Silly, silly Chuuya, taking his shirt off like he's going to get a tan. But Dazai doesn't mind the view, so it's fine. The only problem is keeping himself from tickling!]
[Maybe the view is the point. He knows he's not going to get very tan, especially with the parasol providing them with some shade, but he does want Dazai to look. But even think about tickling him, and the shirt is coming back on - after he's given Dazai a black eye, possibly accidentally.
Though Chuuya wouldn't be willing to risk knocking over their drink. It doesn't take long for the waiter to return, setting down snacks and cocktail on the table next to Dazai's side of the beach chair. Chuuya waits for the waiter to leave again before immediately reaching over Dazai to try to get to that drink first. The giant pineapple it's being served in is more than a little unwieldy though.]
[Nah, Dazai is definitely not tickling Chuuya, in spite of some naughty thoughts in that direction. At least not yet. Ask him again in five minutes. A lot of things could change in that kind of time!]
It's ambitious for you. You could never manage to relax as much as I can.
[Well, there are some notes one could make with such a statement, but it's true enough in broad lines. And yes, Chuuya, that is a challenge. Don't fall short, now!]
Shouldn't you try it first and see if you like it?
[The dark smile Dazai gives Chuuya might suggest that the cocktail contains actual poison - but no, it's just a piña colada, probably. No reason to give such a boring answer too easily, though.
But hey, it's fine, Dazai will take a sip first, to prove that there's nothing actually wrong with it.]
You're not seriously trying to make relaxing into a challenge.
[Clearly there's no challenge to that at all, when all you have to do is do nothing! Never mind the fact that Chuuya is notoriously bad at it. It's stressful. He only ever ends up with more to do afterwards. He can't help it if he's always mentally going over his to-do list and calculating how much time it's going to do to get through it all compared to how much time he's got left in the day!
-- Okay, so maybe it is a challenge, but he doesn't have to admit that to this lazy bastard.
What he can do is lean over to try that drink, not at all scared off by the potential threat of poison. Thankfully it's meant to be shared, so there's two straws, and he doesn't have to fight Dazai off before he can have any.]
If you poison me, I win the relaxation challenge by default.
[There's no way he'd just let Chuuya win, so clearly he'll just have to forego poisoning Chuuya for now. A tragedy, but he'll manage.]
Cheers~!
[Chuuya can hold the drink if he insists. It saves Dazai the effort, doesn't it? But Dazai will lean in very suggestively... licking his lips just before trying to get them on... ... one of those straws, obviously. The day has barely begun, and you've already got your mind in the gutter?! Shame on you!]
[Maybe he should have let Dazai hold the drink. Their height difference means that when Dazai leans in, he's also leaning slightly over him, blocking out the world on that side, so all Chuuya can see is that expression. Chuuya is struggling not to think about Dazai moving completely on top and holding him down. He's trying not to pay too much attention to that tongue, and drinks a bit more of the piña colada himself. His pulse has definitely sped up slightly.]
Cheers!
[It's good. He'll have some more. If it's this early, and Dazai is already teasing him, he'll need it. At least this place is (probably?) too public for Dazai to take that teasing very far.]
I was worried it would taste too much like pineapple when they served it like this.
[A safer topic than trying to prevent any more teasing.]
[Having accomplished the intended result of getting Chuuya just that little bit hot and bothered - not that it takes much, but still! - Dazai takes a nice, long drink, before leaning back in his own seat. It really is a pretty good drink for so early in the day, if he does say so himself: sweet but not cloyingly so; nice and refreshing. He hums, vaguely agreeing with Chuuya - not that the taste of pineapple bothers Dazai, really.]
It's rather a nice aesthetic, isn't it? A fresh, fruity drink in a fresh, fruity container.
[Not too fruity, actually, but admitting that would ruin his awkward comparison. The drink is probably a bit more alcoholic than it seems to be, too, but hey, Dazai is not going to complain about that.]
[He can't argue with that. For once he doesn't want to, either, even though their default used to be disagreeing with each other on principle. He leans back as well, close enough that their arms are brushing against each other - to make it easier for Dazai to reach their shared drink, of course, no other reason.]
I guess that does match our aesthetic.
[Being as fruity as they are.
And maybe he should embrace that and have his revenge. It never really works out, but he never really gives up, either. It's too tempting. And Dazai deserves it. But it's public, and he doesn't really want to do anything to draw attention, but the next time Dazai leans in to have a sip of the drink, he'll do the same. Only to flick his tongue against Dazai's lips in passing before actually reaching for his own straw.]
The fruitiness is all yours, Chuuya. [Not really, but give him a second, he's getting to his "point".] I just bring the nuts~
[He is hilarious, thank you for noticing. Or, alternatively: use this opportunity to reconsider all your life choices, because if you ended up with this man of all the people on this planet, you've really got a screw loose.
Or a screw on the agenda. Either one.
Dazai doesn't take long to lean in for another sip of the drink, because it really does taste good, and while he's eager enough to see what shenanigans Chuuya will get up to after some daydrinking, it's probably a bad idea to take that too far, too quickly. Then again, it seems like Chuuya is misbehaving a fair amount already! Dazai doesn't so much as blink at the lick, staring at Chuuya while he belatedly puts his Chuuya-moistened lips on his straw. It's quite rude how Chuuya complements the flavor, actually.]
... Honestly, I can't take you anywhere.
[Which is his way of saying he should have kept Chuuya in their hotel room, probably. Oh, well.]
[Chuuya lets out a small snort at that joke. It's bad, sure, but he's relaxed and in a good mood, and he did set that one up for Dazai. And it's a little bit funny.]
And people keep saying you never bring anything useful...
[That's one thing at least! Even though those nuts really only benefit Chuuya!
He should probably be a bit more embarrassed by this conversation than he is. He is a little bit, but he keeps getting distracted by Dazai's expression, the fact that he's clearly thinking about sex, too, the fact that Chuuya got to him just a tiny little bit, and that almost never happens. His guard is usually raised too high for that.]
What's the point of a vacation if I have to behave.
Mhm, you have a point. And if you go too far, I can always just leave you behind.
[Their holiday destination likely wouldn't survive... and neither would Yokohama, probably - but Dazai could do it if he wanted to! He just doesn't want to. Or he doesn't want to make it too easy for Chuuya. Either one.]
That said, you don't exactly do a lot of behaving at home either, do you?
[It's not a complaint. And maybe Dazai will curl his tongue around the straw briefly, just because he can.]
[Chuuya tries not to react at the threat of Dazai leaving him behind. He knows it's not serious - it's not like Dazai minds what Chuuya is doing at all - but it always hits him like a slight stab. He pushes it down, and drinks a bit more. Maybe he can use his shirt to tie Dazai to him.]
Normally you're the one who doesn't behave in public.
[In private is different and doesn't count. It probably also depends on the type of misbehaving they're talking about, but that's clearly even less important. Chuuya's eyes linger on Dazai's lips, and that tongue, for just a moment, and pushes down an entirely different kind of reaction.]
[That's about as far as Chuuya is willing to stretch this definition of "behaving just fine." Especially when Dazai makes that next comment. He stops, trying desperately to remember if that's actually a thing here, but he really has no idea. It's not like it's something he would have checked before coming here.
He's also trying not to imagine how going to a nude beach would go, and slowly turning red as he fails.]
I can't risk being naked in public with you.
[They both know what would happen. Dazai would make sure it would happen. And he doesn't think anyone else at the beach would be very happy if Chuuya kept having to hide an erection.]
[See?! Dazai was totally right about behaving. And now Chuuya's given him a compliment! What a glorious morning, indeed~ (Oh, sure, he's stretching the definition of a compliment a little. But it counts if he feels it counts - and he does!)]
Are you sure about that? [Don't worry, the question was entirely rhetorical.] You enjoy being naked in private with me so much, I thought you'd enjoy expanding your repertoire.
[Not really, or he would have made some different arrangements. But it's fun to think about while also embarrassing Chuuya! That's basically Dazai's favorite way to multitask.]
[It really is a great morning for Dazai, because that was another compliment. Chuuya hadn't actually meant to give him one, but it's the truth. He'll blame it on the fact that he's starting to feel that piña colada now (how strong was it??), and then he'll drink some more, because it's not a morning for smart decisions.]
And you've already done stuff to me in public. You made me come in public. [He's at least keeping his voice down a little.] So I shouldn't trust you.
[Not that he wouldn't go along with another of Dazai's plans. Maybe. Probably. But he definitely shouldn't think too much about that now, or he's gonna have a problem he needs to hide in this public space as well.]
[Dazai may be relaxing in his seat, but he's also preening, because apparently he's just in a mood for compliments right now! Or at least for the semi-accidental nature of them. Isn't it just another way of embarrassing Chuuya, just... without Chuuya being fully aware of it yet? This is truly what a vacation is all about!]
I didn't hear you complain at the time.
[That is almost certainly a lie. But since Chuuya clearly hadn't meant it, it didn't count.]
Clearly you should trust me more than you trust yourself!
[Okay, even Dazai can't say that seriously. But they don't need to be particularly seriously at the moment, he thinks, so there's no harm in it.
... He does try to hijack the drink, though, just in case. If Chuuya ends up making too much trouble too early, it will just be a lot of work for Dazai - and that's not what he meant when he said he knows what Chuuya wants!]
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[That's decidedly untrue for Dazai's encouragement in particular, but oh well. Making Chuuya lose his balance is satisfying, and Dazai responds by putting his arms around Chuuya, almost comically belatedly "catching" him. That approaching waiter may or may not be severely tested on his poker face! Then again, Dazai isn't going to insist on being clingy at all. Chuuya can "escape" if he wants; it's more fun playing with him a little, anyway.]
What are you talking about?! Your health is of the utmost importance to me, Chuuya!
[Such a statement might be sweet if it hadn't been historically untrue more often than not - but hey, Chuuya can take a punch. And a stab, and a poisoning or two. So clearly it's fine! Dazai has never really meant to get Chuuya killed, so clearly that means he does, indeed, care about Chuuya's health.]
Hmm, how about some cocktails?
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And if Dazai has drugged Chuuya directly a few times, Chuuya has punched Dazai even more times than that, so even that evens out. Kind of. Either way, he does know Dazai prefers him healthy.]
If my health is so important to you, you'll order some salty snacks as well.
[Because Dazai has to pay for these drinks, he's decided. Just because. He squirms himself free, definitely starting to blush, because sitting on top of Dazai is a bit much. It's a two-person beach chair. There's enough space.
The waiter finally reaches them, only to ask if they're on their honeymoon. Chuuya turns bright red.]
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[For all that Dazai has the emotional depth of an average grumpy housecat much of the time, a lot of things depend on his mood - but this, he has decided, is fine. Because he is in a good mood, and, for whatever reason, he's letting himself roll with that. May as well ride those waves all the way, right? Besides, that way he can sorta kinda almost pretend it's his decision to be happy (rather than just showing he's happy), and that it doesn't depend on external factors at all.
(Bet you're going to wish Dazai was still deeply unhappy and suicidal sometimes, Chuuya!!)
It helps that Chuuya is so easily embarrassed, offering a high entertainment value to just rolling with the not-actual-punches. Under different circumstances, the waiter's question might have made Dazai uncomfortable, but now, he's enjoying it. Chuuya may have squirmed away, but Dazai leans in to him a little and smiles at the waiter as if he's posing for a couple's vacation photo, made only by the waiter's eyes.]
However could you tell~? Any recommendations for romantic cocktails?
[Which is a silly question in basically every way possible, but who cares? The quick follow-up buys Dazai some time to hopefully overwhelm Chuuya, and he's quick to order some snacks as well. Clearly Chuuya can't complain when Dazai is doing what Chuuya asked!]
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He'll let Dazai handle the interaction, and just try to sink into the beach chair instead. And while he might have squirmed away before, he never tried to create actual difference between them, so Dazai doesn't have to lean very far to lean into him. Chuuya waits for the waiter to leave again.]
I better not find out you've forged my signature on a wedding certificate. [He's not even sure that's possible. Both people have to be present when it's signed, he's pretty sure.] That's too much of a cop-out, even for you.
[He's not even fully sure what he means by that, but he has to say something while he recovers from the embarrassment.]
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[Dazai asks the question as if he's seriously considering this moral conundrum in any depth - or, more likely, weighing the pros and cons of it. Leaning back in his own side of the chair, he enjoys the shade, the weather, and even the company.]
Well... I'm sure I could get you to sign, anyway.
[Which only leaves the slightly uncomfortable question of whether he should ask. But in Japan it's nothing to worry about, for all the wrong reasons, so... it's probably fine not to? Maybe??
He's still lowkey thinking about it now, but that's of later concern.]
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It's not like you ever even needed that excuse to claim that anything of mine also belongs to you.
[When in doubt, return to banter. Always accuse Dazai of being a thief. Even though Chuuya is the active criminal of the two of them, and even though he doesn't mind sharing with Dazai. He's still internally freaking out a little bit, but not because any of it is a bad thing, exactly. He already made his choice about keeping the damn mackerel in his life. This wouldn't actually change much, except that it might seem like a middle finger to some people.
But those people don't actually have a right to have any opinions about the two of them.
And also this conversation is actually just about Dazai wanting to make Chuuya blush, which he definitely still is.]
I let you get away with too much.
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[Not that Dazai is actually complaining, especially about this. But banter is, indeed, comfortable - and somehow tends to be painless, even when the worst insults are getting hurled around. It's hard to imagine either of them deliberately saying something that would genuinely hurt the other.
... Accidentally saying something like that may be a different thing, but that's not something Dazai wants to dwell on.]
But now it is time for you to be on vacation too much!
[Dazai puts his hands behind his head and closes his eyes. He doesn't actually need to watch Chuuya blushing to see it in his heart of hearts, anyway.]
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[Chuuya has to dodge Dazai's elbow as he puts his arms up, one downside to sitting this close. He'd considered tilting his head to lean it against Dazai's shoulder, because why not, why shouldn't he, but now that shoulder is out of reach. Maybe he should focus on getting his embarrassment out of control first, then, before doing something to encourage the impression that they're married.
And maybe he should try relaxing like that, too. It's warm, it's comfortable, so he sits up slightly so he can take off his shirt, folding it quickly so he can set it aside. Then he leans back again, mimicking Dazai by putting his arms behind his head.]
But maybe I can try enjoying things your way just this once.
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Well, their arms will be coming down for drinks soon enough, so they're probably safe regardless. (Or "safe" by some definitions, anyway.)]
My way, hmm? How ambitious!
[Silly, silly Chuuya, taking his shirt off like he's going to get a tan. But Dazai doesn't mind the view, so it's fine. The only problem is keeping himself from tickling!]
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[Maybe the view is the point. He knows he's not going to get very tan, especially with the parasol providing them with some shade, but he does want Dazai to look. But even think about tickling him, and the shirt is coming back on - after he's given Dazai a black eye, possibly accidentally.
Though Chuuya wouldn't be willing to risk knocking over their drink. It doesn't take long for the waiter to return, setting down snacks and cocktail on the table next to Dazai's side of the beach chair. Chuuya waits for the waiter to leave again before immediately reaching over Dazai to try to get to that drink first. The giant pineapple it's being served in is more than a little unwieldy though.]
What even is this thing you ordered?
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It's ambitious for you. You could never manage to relax as much as I can.
[Well, there are some notes one could make with such a statement, but it's true enough in broad lines. And yes, Chuuya, that is a challenge. Don't fall short, now!]
Shouldn't you try it first and see if you like it?
[The dark smile Dazai gives Chuuya might suggest that the cocktail contains actual poison - but no, it's just a piña colada, probably. No reason to give such a boring answer too easily, though.
But hey, it's fine, Dazai will take a sip first, to prove that there's nothing actually wrong with it.]
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[Clearly there's no challenge to that at all, when all you have to do is do nothing! Never mind the fact that Chuuya is notoriously bad at it. It's stressful. He only ever ends up with more to do afterwards. He can't help it if he's always mentally going over his to-do list and calculating how much time it's going to do to get through it all compared to how much time he's got left in the day!
-- Okay, so maybe it is a challenge, but he doesn't have to admit that to this lazy bastard.
What he can do is lean over to try that drink, not at all scared off by the potential threat of poison. Thankfully it's meant to be shared, so there's two straws, and he doesn't have to fight Dazai off before he can have any.]
If you poison me, I win the relaxation challenge by default.
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[There's no way he'd just let Chuuya win, so clearly he'll just have to forego poisoning Chuuya for now. A tragedy, but he'll manage.]
Cheers~!
[Chuuya can hold the drink if he insists. It saves Dazai the effort, doesn't it? But Dazai will lean in very suggestively... licking his lips just before trying to get them on...
... one of those straws, obviously. The day has barely begun, and you've already got your mind in the gutter?! Shame on you!]
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Cheers!
[It's good. He'll have some more. If it's this early, and Dazai is already teasing him, he'll need it. At least this place is (probably?) too public for Dazai to take that teasing very far.]
I was worried it would taste too much like pineapple when they served it like this.
[A safer topic than trying to prevent any more teasing.]
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It's rather a nice aesthetic, isn't it? A fresh, fruity drink in a fresh, fruity container.
[Not too fruity, actually, but admitting that would ruin his awkward comparison. The drink is probably a bit more alcoholic than it seems to be, too, but hey, Dazai is not going to complain about that.]
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I guess that does match our aesthetic.
[Being as fruity as they are.
And maybe he should embrace that and have his revenge. It never really works out, but he never really gives up, either. It's too tempting. And Dazai deserves it. But it's public, and he doesn't really want to do anything to draw attention, but the next time Dazai leans in to have a sip of the drink, he'll do the same. Only to flick his tongue against Dazai's lips in passing before actually reaching for his own straw.]
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[He is hilarious, thank you for noticing. Or, alternatively: use this opportunity to reconsider all your life choices, because if you ended up with this man of all the people on this planet, you've really got a screw loose.
Or a screw on the agenda. Either one.
Dazai doesn't take long to lean in for another sip of the drink, because it really does taste good, and while he's eager enough to see what shenanigans Chuuya will get up to after some daydrinking, it's probably a bad idea to take that too far, too quickly. Then again, it seems like Chuuya is misbehaving a fair amount already! Dazai doesn't so much as blink at the lick, staring at Chuuya while he belatedly puts his Chuuya-moistened lips on his straw. It's quite rude how Chuuya complements the flavor, actually.]
... Honestly, I can't take you anywhere.
[Which is his way of saying he should have kept Chuuya in their hotel room, probably. Oh, well.]
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And people keep saying you never bring anything useful...
[That's one thing at least! Even though those nuts really only benefit Chuuya!
He should probably be a bit more embarrassed by this conversation than he is. He is a little bit, but he keeps getting distracted by Dazai's expression, the fact that he's clearly thinking about sex, too, the fact that Chuuya got to him just a tiny little bit, and that almost never happens. His guard is usually raised too high for that.]
What's the point of a vacation if I have to behave.
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[Their holiday destination likely wouldn't survive... and neither would Yokohama, probably - but Dazai could do it if he wanted to! He just doesn't want to. Or he doesn't want to make it too easy for Chuuya. Either one.]
That said, you don't exactly do a lot of behaving at home either, do you?
[It's not a complaint. And maybe Dazai will curl his tongue around the straw briefly, just because he can.]
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Normally you're the one who doesn't behave in public.
[In private is different and doesn't count. It probably also depends on the type of misbehaving they're talking about, but that's clearly even less important. Chuuya's eyes linger on Dazai's lips, and that tongue, for just a moment, and pushes down an entirely different kind of reaction.]
You're not behaving now either.
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[Well, he sees no benefit in any admission to the contrary, anyway. The day is still young! Maybe he wants to save all his misbehaving for later.]
I didn't even take you to the nude beach.
[... Their holiday destination may not even have one, actually. But it will be fun to see how Chuuya reacts, regardless.]
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[That's about as far as Chuuya is willing to stretch this definition of "behaving just fine." Especially when Dazai makes that next comment. He stops, trying desperately to remember if that's actually a thing here, but he really has no idea. It's not like it's something he would have checked before coming here.
He's also trying not to imagine how going to a nude beach would go, and slowly turning red as he fails.]
I can't risk being naked in public with you.
[They both know what would happen. Dazai would make sure it would happen. And he doesn't think anyone else at the beach would be very happy if Chuuya kept having to hide an erection.]
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Are you sure about that? [Don't worry, the question was entirely rhetorical.] You enjoy being naked in private with me so much, I thought you'd enjoy expanding your repertoire.
[Not really, or he would have made some different arrangements. But it's fun to think about while also embarrassing Chuuya! That's basically Dazai's favorite way to multitask.]
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[It really is a great morning for Dazai, because that was another compliment. Chuuya hadn't actually meant to give him one, but it's the truth. He'll blame it on the fact that he's starting to feel that piña colada now (how strong was it??), and then he'll drink some more, because it's not a morning for smart decisions.]
And you've already done stuff to me in public. You made me come in public. [He's at least keeping his voice down a little.] So I shouldn't trust you.
[Not that he wouldn't go along with another of Dazai's plans. Maybe. Probably. But he definitely shouldn't think too much about that now, or he's gonna have a problem he needs to hide in this public space as well.]
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I didn't hear you complain at the time.
[That is almost certainly a lie. But since Chuuya clearly hadn't meant it, it didn't count.]
Clearly you should trust me more than you trust yourself!
[Okay, even Dazai can't say that seriously. But they don't need to be particularly seriously at the moment, he thinks, so there's no harm in it.
... He does try to hijack the drink, though, just in case. If Chuuya ends up making too much trouble too early, it will just be a lot of work for Dazai - and that's not what he meant when he said he knows what Chuuya wants!]
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