Similarly, Dazai doesn't care about Jouno's past nor his problems. He cares about himself in the fact that he doesn't care about himself, the way everything feels like it revolves around his own inner disgust and how much he would like to erase his own existence, were it not inconvenient to others. Jouno, for one, wouldn't care, and Dazai knows that. He's safe. Dangerous, but safe. Dazai doesn't want pity, and he doesn't want to be analyzed. Jouno won't pity him, and Dazai is confident in his ability to elude any and all attempts to unravel him. None of the therapists he'd been to as a child had been able to do so; he's not going to break his streak for some guy who is really good in bed.
He doesn't relinquish his mouth without taking something in return; Dazai's teeth catch on Jouno's tongue before he pulls away, and Dazai watches with an expression half-disappointed, but he knows it's not ending there.
"What, you don't want to shred my pants, too? Make it a matching set with the shirt you ruined?" Dazai is quick to go for the button and zipper, though, because he really doesn't want to lose his pants, and he knows Jouno would do it out of spite. He shrugs out of the remains of the shirt, too, not bothering to fold them the way Jouno does.
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Date: 2022-05-09 10:20 am (UTC)He doesn't relinquish his mouth without taking something in return; Dazai's teeth catch on Jouno's tongue before he pulls away, and Dazai watches with an expression half-disappointed, but he knows it's not ending there.
"What, you don't want to shred my pants, too? Make it a matching set with the shirt you ruined?" Dazai is quick to go for the button and zipper, though, because he really doesn't want to lose his pants, and he knows Jouno would do it out of spite. He shrugs out of the remains of the shirt, too, not bothering to fold them the way Jouno does.