[For a moment, Dazai freezes as Chuuya does. It’s the first reactionz he’s gotten, like maybe there’s some way he can drag Chuuya back, something Dazai wants to tell himself he doesn’t care about. It’s only because Chuuya like this is useless to him, is an actual threat to his life where the ordinary, familiar Chuuya is just annoyed blustering.
It’s gone just as quickly. Blood plip-plips from Chuuya’s mouth, already staining torn bandages and the collar of Dazai’s shirt. It’s warm and sticky, and when Dazai moves, it hurts.
Chuuya grinds down, and Dazai yanks at his hair again.]
You’re a sorry excuse for a human- Even like this, you still can’t think of anything else, can you?
[But oddly enough, as much as they’ve fucked, as many times as they’ve ended up in each other’s beds… this is one time Dazai doesn’t want that outcome. He can’t imagine it would be good, to fuck some mindless drone, but more than that, it’s just- It’s irritating, that’s all. He needs Chuuya to snap out of it.]
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Date: 2022-08-25 05:08 am (UTC)It’s gone just as quickly. Blood plip-plips from Chuuya’s mouth, already staining torn bandages and the collar of Dazai’s shirt. It’s warm and sticky, and when Dazai moves, it hurts.
Chuuya grinds down, and Dazai yanks at his hair again.]
You’re a sorry excuse for a human- Even like this, you still can’t think of anything else, can you?
[But oddly enough, as much as they’ve fucked, as many times as they’ve ended up in each other’s beds… this is one time Dazai doesn’t want that outcome. He can’t imagine it would be good, to fuck some mindless drone, but more than that, it’s just- It’s irritating, that’s all. He needs Chuuya to snap out of it.]