[Chuuya walks over finally, sitting down next to Dazai on the couch, close enough to feel his body there. It's difficult to care about keeping up some pretense of distance when he's already drunk from earlier. He reaches over to take the bottle from Dazai, sniffs it briefly, and then drinks straight from it, before passing it back.
He probably should have found them some glasses.]
There's no way I'd let you finish my wine.
[But he doesn't mind sharing. He's still a little on edge, waiting for a prank, but... he doesn't mind Dazai's company if he didn't just come here to be a dick.]
And I like the thought of you having to wait around for me. I should have kept you waiting longer.
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Date: 2022-05-05 10:58 am (UTC)He probably should have found them some glasses.]
There's no way I'd let you finish my wine.
[But he doesn't mind sharing. He's still a little on edge, waiting for a prank, but... he doesn't mind Dazai's company if he didn't just come here to be a dick.]
And I like the thought of you having to wait around for me. I should have kept you waiting longer.