[ The gall of Dazai calling anyplace a shoebox when he willingly lived in a crate. Because who else. Chuuya doesn't even have to click on the profile when he hasn't shared his birthday around. ]
[not really. dazai isn't one for sticking around after something like that left him vulnerable. even if it's chuuya, dazai couldn't get over the way his body ached for any semblance of touch. that and]
busy celebrating?
oh ok chuuya hates it (local man who just used his own first name as a username...)
[he doesn't answer that first part (it's very true)
he's also just in his own personal shoebox. it's more fun to make fun of chuuya for his though, a man used to some of the finer things in life. dazai sends chuuya his room number]
[ Is the door open. He's gonna try the door first and if it isn't unlocked he will hammer away. But if it is he'll slam in (why does he insist on door slamming) and lock the door behind him, so. ]
[the door is always open, isn't that a terrifying thought? the rare moments of vulnerability during the few moments of slumber he acquires, it would be so easy for someone to slip in.
but really, why is chuuya slamming around like that.
dazai is just chilling on the floor, a few books open around him in no particular order. he says without even looking up]
I can't believe I'm being blessed with a living relic, a real fossil busting down my door!
[ Chuuya takes a seat on the bed, scowling. Dazai can probably catch the glint of fangs by now but first Chuuya pulls what looks like a car door opener from his pocket. ]
Nicked this from a scientist during the welcome thing a while back. It's how they knock us out. Don't press the button, we can't wake up from this without being dragged to Path-Gen. Got a few different tech people to look at it so far.
[ He didn't get caught. He's not stupid enough to text about it on devices owned by the company he stole from. ]
[dazai studies the thing in chuuya's hand. stares at it. it doesn't look very conspicuous, a good asset for whoever dropped them here to remain elusive. it's an everyday thing where chuuya and dazai are from. it would be so easy to overlook]
Mmm. Very nice work.
[he holds out his hand towards chuuya. he's noticed the protruding of chuuya's teeth. a brow raises a little bit]
[and he does. slowly. deliberately. he shifts to his knees, kneeling in front of chuuya head tilted just so. enough to meet chuuya with that half lidded gaze]
Please. Let me see. I'll be so good. Doesn't Chuuya want to know what I'll say when I get to see them?
[he ignores chuuya asking about the food. an eye for an eye or something right? ignoring the fact that chuuya already gave him some information already]
He's never seen or heard Dazai beg him for shit before. But every time he's heard it, it has happened when he was trying to buy time to manipulate a mark or some shit, so.
So. ]
Tell me about the food first.
[ He's fine, this is fine. He's scowling like he wasn't thrown, but Chuuya's body language has always been way more open than that of some people. ]
[it's instantaneous how dazai perks up. leaning into it like he's not on his knees begging to see his partner's weird teeth]
Mmm. Gojo [he says his name with a weird tone since chuuya got pissy last time and dazai thinks it's funny] said they mix the food around. It's what's making chibi all clingy. Never know what's going to make you cuddle, be honest, confessional...
[he scoots a little closer. his voice lowers a trace]
Anyways~~ I fulfilled my part of the bargain now too.
I already knew that part! [ Well, he...figured it out. He's not eating at the Valentia any longer, although honestly Chuuya hasn't had much the past few days as the fangs dropped.
Still, he's never been one to go back on his word. He rolls his eyes and opens his mouth for Dazai to be a - ]
[Dazai says lightly. Chuuya’s teeth definitely. Have some curve to them now. He stares for a moment, completely silent. There’s something in him that wants to reach out to touch, but he staves that off.
much like with everything else he’s been experiencing since he came to this place]
How do they feel?
[ignore the fact that Dazai is practically on his knees bracing himself on Chuuya’s lap right now]
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what is his username, spill
where the fuck did you disappear to
bandages because why not
[not really. dazai isn't one for sticking around after something like that left him vulnerable. even if it's chuuya, dazai couldn't get over the way his body ached for any semblance of touch. that and]
busy celebrating?
oh ok chuuya hates it (local man who just used his own first name as a username...)
wow what a loser
[wow what a fucking asshole]
neither of them is winning this, but dazai can mock him about it I GUESS (i say like i have a say)
did you need something or are you just here to be an asshole
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ugh whatever i need to meet up with you anyway. can't talk about it on these. send me a location.
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he's also just in his own personal shoebox. it's more fun to make fun of chuuya for his though, a man used to some of the finer things in life. dazai sends chuuya his room number]
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but really, why is chuuya slamming around like that.
dazai is just chilling on the floor, a few books open around him in no particular order. he says without even looking up]
I can't believe I'm being blessed with a living relic, a real fossil busting down my door!
[old. he's calling you old chuuya]
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[ He doesn't HAVE to tell you anything he learned! He could keep it to himself! ]
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Work on your birthday? No wonder Chuuya’s so grumpy.
[he flops down against the floor]
Yes, okay lay it on me.
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Nicked this from a scientist during the welcome thing a while back. It's how they knock us out. Don't press the button, we can't wake up from this without being dragged to Path-Gen. Got a few different tech people to look at it so far.
[ He didn't get caught. He's not stupid enough to text about it on devices owned by the company he stole from. ]
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Mmm. Very nice work.
[he holds out his hand towards chuuya. he's noticed the protruding of chuuya's teeth. a brow raises a little bit]
Does chibi's jaw hurt?
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[ That = yeah. Though it's mostly his fangs that hurt. He doesn't actually remember ever getting in teeth because his memories kind of...yeah. So. ]
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[dazai sits up, looking at chuuya]
Can I see?
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How do most people get into Chuuya's mouth then? Do I have to beg?
[ugh. dazai shoots a glare at chuuya]
Have you heard about the food?
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[ He does not think Dazai will beg lmfao. When does either of them willingly beg the other! ]
And what about the food? Specify.
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Fine. I'll beg.
[and he does. slowly. deliberately. he shifts to his knees, kneeling in front of chuuya head tilted just so. enough to meet chuuya with that half lidded gaze]
Please. Let me see. I'll be so good. Doesn't Chuuya want to know what I'll say when I get to see them?
[he ignores chuuya asking about the food. an eye for an eye or something right? ignoring the fact that chuuya already gave him some information already]
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He's never seen or heard Dazai beg him for shit before. But every time he's heard it, it has happened when he was trying to buy time to manipulate a mark or some shit, so.
So. ]
Tell me about the food first.
[ He's fine, this is fine. He's scowling like he wasn't thrown, but Chuuya's body language has always been way more open than that of some people. ]
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Mmm. Gojo [he says his name with a weird tone since chuuya got pissy last time and dazai thinks it's funny] said they mix the food around. It's what's making chibi all clingy. Never know what's going to make you cuddle, be honest, confessional...
[he scoots a little closer. his voice lowers a trace]
Anyways~~ I fulfilled my part of the bargain now too.
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Still, he's never been one to go back on his word. He rolls his eyes and opens his mouth for Dazai to be a - ]
Creep.
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[Dazai says lightly. Chuuya’s teeth definitely. Have some curve to them now. He stares for a moment, completely silent. There’s something in him that wants to reach out to touch, but he staves that off.
much like with everything else he’s been experiencing since he came to this place]
How do they feel?
[ignore the fact that Dazai is practically on his knees bracing himself on Chuuya’s lap right now]
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