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!]
[Chuuya will let Dazai take the drink for now, since it was supposed to be for both of them. It also allows him to roll onto his side, facing Dazai. He reaches over him to grab a few snacks from their side table, lying closer with each movement, even though he'd been the one to create that slight distance between them out of embarrassment.]
If I'd complained I would have drawn too much attention!
[But Dazai is right. Chuuya didn't actually mind. He enjoyed it. He always does.]
I mean I'm not saying no to whatever plans you have. But that doesn't mean I trust you!
[Probably not, really; people don't pay nearly as much attention to others as anyone with even half a brain might assume. But any attention that happened at the time, theoretical or otherwise, embarrasses Chuuya, and so it seems a shame to deny it altogether. Let Chuuya stew, and forever wonder how many people witnessed what exactly!
Dazai can't help but snicker a little, good-naturedly. Of course Chuuya would be right not to trust him, but that doesn't mean his statement is actually true. Dazai doesn't really feel like arguing that point, though. He does value Chuuya's trust, even though he'll still gladly abuse it under specific circumstances.]
You trust me to know what you like. Isn't that enough?
[Here, he'll even offer the final sips of the drink to Chuuya. Clearly that proves it!]
[Because he wouldn't be surprised if someone noticed, and that's definitely embarrassing. Too embarrassing. He still gets embarrassed when it's just Dazai watching, even though Dazai's attention is his goal. It doesn't make much sense. But he's relieved he chose to roll onto his side, since that means no one else on this beach can see his reaction now.
He'll happily take those final sips, even though he probably shouldn't. He's already had enough.]
Yeah. I guess. [Because he really does trust Dazai.] And I know there's a limit to what you'll do to me. Somewhere. And you're the owner so you decide what I show off and where.
[He says it like it's an established fact, even though they really haven't talked about it. But he's drunk and it's how they've always ended up doing things anyway. Chuuya does have his limits - but Dazai has a pretty big possessive steak, so it works out.]
[It does, indeed, work out just fine, since Dazai enjoys embarrassing Chuuya, but otherwise doesn't generally enjoy showing him off in a sexual sense. That practically counts as sharing! And who in their right mind would do a thing like that?! ... Well, Dazai still would, with the right people and/or under the right circumstances. But in general? It seems like a waste.]
There's a good boy~!
[Even if Chuuya is drunk, that's a very nice statement, so Dazai will reach out to pet Chuuya's head as a reward.]
Come to think of it, I should have had you wear a skirt today.
[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.]
[Well, this is going even better than Dazai was hoping for! As long as Chuuya is resting against his chest, Dazai is just going to leave his hand on Chuuya's head. Why not? It's comfortable!]
Shame I didn't bring your tail, really.
[Nah, he doesn't really care. For that matter, he's not sure yet if he can be bothered getting Chuuya to change into a skirt, especially since Chuuya being so obedient now doesn't necessarily bode well for later. But the sentiment is appreciated, regardless.]
... Need to sleep it off already?
[Phrasing aside, it's a genuine question more than a jab. As much as Dazai enjoys bullying and embarrassing Chuuya, a peaceful moment like this is kind of nice, too.]
[Chuuya relaxes more against Dazai when that hand stays there. He always tries to keep some distance between them in public, and every time he inevitably fails. And every time he fails, he forgets why he would bother trying to resist in the first place. It feels so nice.]
Do I wanna know what you brought instead of the tail?
[Because he knows Dazai has packed other toys. He tried to look while they were packing, but if Dazai wanted to keep something from him, he wouldn't have found it.]
Nah. Not sleepy. [Not yet, at least.] Have to stay like this to hide my reactions.
[His very specific reactions to the bullying that already happened.]
[He's definitely brought a few toys. Nothing extraordinary, really - what's special this trip is their location and the time spent together, more than specific acts Dazai has planned - but enough to entertain them for a good while. They may just buy some special "souvenirs" here, while they're at it. (Ooh, now there's a thought - time to get some souvenirs for Mori, too! Maybe one of those bottle openers shaped like a limp wooden dick. That seems suitable.)]
What if I want people to see your reactions?
[If that was what he absolutely, definitely wanted, he would have arranged for it by now, probably. But he's curious to know what Chuuya will say, anyway.]
[There's no way to stop himself from imagining that for a second: Having to roll onto his back again for the sake of putting himself on display. Most people wouldn't actually pay attention, he knows that, but he also knows that Dazai could easily make sure he stayed hard for the entire time. A few people would definitely see.]
I'd call you a bastard.
[But it's just a "what if," so Chuuya doesn't actually have to do anything. In fact, he settles himself more comfortably against Dazai, like he's making a point (or maybe he's shielding his face from Dazai, too.)]
[It's hard not to snicker at that casual (if highly theoretical) insult, but Dazai mostly manages to hold back.]
I can do that.
[You owe him now, though, Chuuya. Just so you know.
But Dazai doesn't especially feel like rubbing it in (or off, as the case may be), since he, too, is surprisingly comfortable. That has less to do with any physical sensations, probably: it's more of an existential comfort, which - for that matter - is far less common.
He's still going to lean down and give Chuuya a kiss on the top of his head, though. That is what happens to good boys! Dazai doesn't make the rules.]
[He absolutely knows that Dazai will claim that he owes him. But maybe Chuuya can get away with arguing that what he owes is actually just calling Dazai a bastard, as promised. He doubts it can work, but either way, it's a problem for future him.
He looks up at the kiss, surprised, but it's only a second before he turns his head away again. It felt a little too nice for something so small, and he's not sure what to do with that feeling, or the strange warmth spreading from the point where Dazai's lips pressed against his head. He's smiling. He's not even aware of it.]
I guess we can play the part of newlyweds while we're here. They give you special treatment for that, right?
[Clearly that's why they're doing this: Cuddling in public and being... soft? That can't be right. Not that he'd be willing to stop.]
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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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If I'd complained I would have drawn too much attention!
[But Dazai is right. Chuuya didn't actually mind. He enjoyed it. He always does.]
I mean I'm not saying no to whatever plans you have. But that doesn't mean I trust you!
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[Probably not, really; people don't pay nearly as much attention to others as anyone with even half a brain might assume. But any attention that happened at the time, theoretical or otherwise, embarrasses Chuuya, and so it seems a shame to deny it altogether. Let Chuuya stew, and forever wonder how many people witnessed what exactly!
Dazai can't help but snicker a little, good-naturedly. Of course Chuuya would be right not to trust him, but that doesn't mean his statement is actually true. Dazai doesn't really feel like arguing that point, though. He does value Chuuya's trust, even though he'll still gladly abuse it under specific circumstances.]
You trust me to know what you like. Isn't that enough?
[Here, he'll even offer the final sips of the drink to Chuuya. Clearly that proves it!]
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[Because he wouldn't be surprised if someone noticed, and that's definitely embarrassing. Too embarrassing. He still gets embarrassed when it's just Dazai watching, even though Dazai's attention is his goal. It doesn't make much sense. But he's relieved he chose to roll onto his side, since that means no one else on this beach can see his reaction now.
He'll happily take those final sips, even though he probably shouldn't. He's already had enough.]
Yeah. I guess. [Because he really does trust Dazai.] And I know there's a limit to what you'll do to me. Somewhere. And you're the owner so you decide what I show off and where.
[He says it like it's an established fact, even though they really haven't talked about it. But he's drunk and it's how they've always ended up doing things anyway. Chuuya does have his limits - but Dazai has a pretty big possessive steak, so it works out.]
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... Well, Dazai still would, with the right people and/or under the right circumstances. But in general? It seems like a waste.]
There's a good boy~!
[Even if Chuuya is drunk, that's a very nice statement, so Dazai will reach out to pet Chuuya's head as a reward.]
Come to think of it, I should have had you wear a skirt today.
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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.]
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Shame I didn't bring your tail, really.
[Nah, he doesn't really care. For that matter, he's not sure yet if he can be bothered getting Chuuya to change into a skirt, especially since Chuuya being so obedient now doesn't necessarily bode well for later. But the sentiment is appreciated, regardless.]
... Need to sleep it off already?
[Phrasing aside, it's a genuine question more than a jab. As much as Dazai enjoys bullying and embarrassing Chuuya, a peaceful moment like this is kind of nice, too.]
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Do I wanna know what you brought instead of the tail?
[Because he knows Dazai has packed other toys. He tried to look while they were packing, but if Dazai wanted to keep something from him, he wouldn't have found it.]
Nah. Not sleepy. [Not yet, at least.] Have to stay like this to hide my reactions.
[His very specific reactions to the bullying that already happened.]
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[He's definitely brought a few toys. Nothing extraordinary, really - what's special this trip is their location and the time spent together, more than specific acts Dazai has planned - but enough to entertain them for a good while. They may just buy some special "souvenirs" here, while they're at it. (Ooh, now there's a thought - time to get some souvenirs for Mori, too! Maybe one of those bottle openers shaped like a limp wooden dick. That seems suitable.)]
What if I want people to see your reactions?
[If that was what he absolutely, definitely wanted, he would have arranged for it by now, probably. But he's curious to know what Chuuya will say, anyway.]
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I'd call you a bastard.
[But it's just a "what if," so Chuuya doesn't actually have to do anything. In fact, he settles himself more comfortably against Dazai, like he's making a point (or maybe he's shielding his face from Dazai, too.)]
Save it for when I'm less comfortable at least.
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I can do that.
[You owe him now, though, Chuuya. Just so you know.
But Dazai doesn't especially feel like rubbing it in (or off, as the case may be), since he, too, is surprisingly comfortable. That has less to do with any physical sensations, probably: it's more of an existential comfort, which - for that matter - is far less common.
He's still going to lean down and give Chuuya a kiss on the top of his head, though. That is what happens to good boys! Dazai doesn't make the rules.]
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He looks up at the kiss, surprised, but it's only a second before he turns his head away again. It felt a little too nice for something so small, and he's not sure what to do with that feeling, or the strange warmth spreading from the point where Dazai's lips pressed against his head. He's smiling. He's not even aware of it.]
I guess we can play the part of newlyweds while we're here. They give you special treatment for that, right?
[Clearly that's why they're doing this: Cuddling in public and being... soft? That can't be right. Not that he'd be willing to stop.]
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