[Dazai isn't planning to call in the favor on something like this, because he could get laid anywhere if he really wanted to, and having something to hold over Chuuya's head is too good to let go so easily. Dazai isn't a fool, and he likes to bide his time, and have plenty of cards up his sleeve. Instead, he snorts, expression disdainful.]
You think I want to fuck you that much?
[He doesn't. Not at all. This was convenience, remember? Chuuya was willing, they know each other, there's no risk. And he's so easy to string along, too. Dazai had been generous, letting him come after that stunt he pulled.]
[Chuuya didn't think Dazai would. Of course Dazai would want Chuuya to willingly let Dazai fuck him, so he can rub it in his face later.]
Then stop talking about it.
[He's going to roll onto his back again now. This is... Probably bad. Despite their arguing, it's too comfortable, and he's not kicking Dazai out. he should, but most likely Dazai will leave soon anyway, so he doesn't have to waste the effort.]
[Dazai should get up. He should, and… he doesn’t, instead rolling onto his side to face away from Chuuya, dragging the blanket over himself. He leaves none for the actual owner of the bed.
Chuuya isn’t kicking him out. That’s also something that should be happening.]
I’ll stop talking when you stop talking.
[He’s just too lazy to get a ride home at this hour, that’s all. After he came all the way here to— no, wait, Dazai just happened to be close (sort of?) and why would he turn down the chance to get off? Even if it means using Chuuya to do it. They’d already crossed that boundary, and you can certainly fuck someone you hate, so. Reasonable.]
[Oh, no way. No way in hell is he letting Dazai steal his blanket. Sure, he could get up and get another one, but that's giving in, and he can't do that. They both know he's not going to do that. So instead he rolls over, yanks at the edge of the blanket to pull it up, and crawls under.
This places him almost completely up against Dazai's back.]
Fine. I'll be quiet.
[He knows Dazai will hate this. Hopefully, he'll be so disgusted that he gets out of bed and leaves. Chuuya shifts so he can get comfortable, feeling the warmth of Dazai's body so close.]
[He should ignore Chuuya completely, but that's always been such a hard thing to do, so Dazai yanks at the blanket, pulling it closer to himself. There's no way Chuuya is just going to get into bed with him, right? He's going to kick Dazai to the floor, or something.
But no, he doesn't. There's no instance where Dazai is suddenly on the floor, or being smothered with another pillow. There's just--the warmth of someone's back up against his, and despite his intention, he tenses up at the feeling. Yeah, it's... gross. Dazai doesn't like it. But he also knows that Chuuya is doing this on purpose, so he's going to have to grit his teeth and bear with it.]
There's something disgusting in the bed with me. Check on it, will you?
[There's no way Dazai wants to stay now that Chuuya is actually touching him. He doesn't ever spend the night with people he sleeps with, and even if he hadn't just fucked Chuuya, Dazai had only been acting like he'd spend the night to mess with him.]
[Chuuya keeps a tight grip on the blanket so he'll stay covered and warm, and refuses to move. He's willing this battle of wills, he's determined.]
That's just because you never shower.
[He knows it's not true, but since when was that relevant?
And maybe he should just go to sleep... It's probably a bad idea. It's definitely a bad idea. But it's not like they haven't passed out together before. And if Dazai leaves while Chuuya is asleep, then that saves him the effort of having to kick him out. He closes his eyes.]
[If Dazai grinds his teeth any harder, it would be audible. He hates this; Chuuya is just letting him sleep in his bed when Dazai might knife him in his sleep--but the fact that they both know Dazai wouldn't is the worst part of all. Dazai is tired, but he doesn't want to pass out in Chuuya's bed despite the fact they've fallen asleep together before, but those times were different! Those times weren't after sex, or anything that could be misinterpreted as positive. After grueling missions, sure. When they were both beat the fuck up, yeah. But this?
And with Chuuya willingly so close?
No, it doesn't sit right with Dazai at all. But while he's having this internal crisis, the fact remains that he is not moving to get up, even though it would be so, so easy. He can already feel Chuuya's breathing slowing where their backs touch.]
You shut up and sleep, Chuuya.
[He just has to get the final word in. What Dazai has of the blanket is firmly tucked under his chin, wrapped up like a shield despite the fact that it doesn't matter when Chuuya is behind him.
He'll get up. He will. After Chuuya falls asleep, Dazai will grab his things and go. He just... doesn't want Chuuya to win. That's it. And that's what Dazai keeps telling himself, like repeating it over and over in his head will make it any more true, even as his own eyes grow heavy. He'll just close them a moment. And then he'll leave. Except- It's far too easy to fall asleep, which he does, far before he manages to drag himself out of the bed.]
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You think I want to fuck you that much?
[He doesn't. Not at all. This was convenience, remember? Chuuya was willing, they know each other, there's no risk. And he's so easy to string along, too. Dazai had been generous, letting him come after that stunt he pulled.]
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Then stop talking about it.
[He's going to roll onto his back again now. This is... Probably bad. Despite their arguing, it's too comfortable, and he's not kicking Dazai out. he should, but most likely Dazai will leave soon anyway, so he doesn't have to waste the effort.]
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Chuuya isn’t kicking him out. That’s also something that should be happening.]
I’ll stop talking when you stop talking.
[He’s just too lazy to get a ride home at this hour, that’s all. After he came all the way here to— no, wait, Dazai just happened to be close (sort of?) and why would he turn down the chance to get off? Even if it means using Chuuya to do it. They’d already crossed that boundary, and you can certainly fuck someone you hate, so. Reasonable.]
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This places him almost completely up against Dazai's back.]
Fine. I'll be quiet.
[He knows Dazai will hate this. Hopefully, he'll be so disgusted that he gets out of bed and leaves. Chuuya shifts so he can get comfortable, feeling the warmth of Dazai's body so close.]
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But no, he doesn't. There's no instance where Dazai is suddenly on the floor, or being smothered with another pillow. There's just--the warmth of someone's back up against his, and despite his intention, he tenses up at the feeling. Yeah, it's... gross. Dazai doesn't like it. But he also knows that Chuuya is doing this on purpose, so he's going to have to grit his teeth and bear with it.]
There's something disgusting in the bed with me. Check on it, will you?
[There's no way Dazai wants to stay now that Chuuya is actually touching him. He doesn't ever spend the night with people he sleeps with, and even if he hadn't just fucked Chuuya, Dazai had only been acting like he'd spend the night to mess with him.]
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That's just because you never shower.
[He knows it's not true, but since when was that relevant?
And maybe he should just go to sleep... It's probably a bad idea. It's definitely a bad idea. But it's not like they haven't passed out together before. And if Dazai leaves while Chuuya is asleep, then that saves him the effort of having to kick him out. He closes his eyes.]
Shut up and sleep, Dazai.
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And with Chuuya willingly so close?
No, it doesn't sit right with Dazai at all. But while he's having this internal crisis, the fact remains that he is not moving to get up, even though it would be so, so easy. He can already feel Chuuya's breathing slowing where their backs touch.]
You shut up and sleep, Chuuya.
[He just has to get the final word in. What Dazai has of the blanket is firmly tucked under his chin, wrapped up like a shield despite the fact that it doesn't matter when Chuuya is behind him.
He'll get up. He will. After Chuuya falls asleep, Dazai will grab his things and go. He just... doesn't want Chuuya to win. That's it. And that's what Dazai keeps telling himself, like repeating it over and over in his head will make it any more true, even as his own eyes grow heavy. He'll just close them a moment. And then he'll leave. Except- It's far too easy to fall asleep, which he does, far before he manages to drag himself out of the bed.]