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what about me says that this was a joke? smash all the wine, you're completely free to do so, i truly encourage you.

ugh, a friend who doesn't want to choke me dead??????? unheard of

i'll actually pass? broken wine bottles sounds like a disaster to clean up.

sorry not sorry, we do exist.

you're of age so i can say this right

oh your loss.

i can't voice text emoji but envision me sticking my tongue out at you right now.

what's your room number?

the semi-colon p one or the crazy lmao one?

(and here is the number, i have no idea...........)

semi-colon p, absolutely.

[And shortly after being given his room number, there's a knock on Dazai's door.]

(noice)

(it's not like he can actually go and open it, so he'll just stretch from bed, his back cracking a little, and his voice echoing in his politeness behalf:)

Open, come in!

[And in he comes, a canvas tote bag in one hand. He grins, crookedly, and shuffles inside, stepping out of his shoes immediately out of habit.] All laid up and stuck alone on your birthday? Unfortunate. You take cream and sugar?

Ah, not really! Koto-chan came over in the morning, Fyodor came to see me afterward, got a bottle of poison teleported to my bed, promises of a hallucinogen trip tomorrow, and Chuuya told me he's going to catch some crab for dinner, so I think it's been eventful, even if I'm in bed rest and absolutely hate birthdays!!

(his arms go up, sorry, akira, he's crazy.)

Ah, no, black!

[Akira laughs at how eventful Dazai's day has, in fact, been, and especially because he doesn't really know what else to do with such flagrant drug mentions from someone he dubiously respects, setting down his bag and taking one of the chairs from what I'm assuming is a little dining table in every room, turning it backward to sit wrong on it. He extracts a thermos from the bag and holds it out.]

A man of taste, I see.

(ah, this boy is cute, look at him sitting all weird!! endearing. akira holds second place in dazai's favoritism list. he slowly peels himself from the wall next to the bed, so he can take the thermos to take a nice sip.

oh, surprise, excitement, happiness--!!!!)

Woah, did you make this?!

[He brightens, nodding.] Yeah! Coffee's sort of my thing, I guess. You like it?

I'd drink it daily! Want to work at Lupin?

(not joking at all.)

[His eyebrows disappear into his hair and he sticks his tongue out of his mouth just a tiny bit.] Lupin?

U-hum. It's a bar I own here. There's a real one, back in Yokohama.

[He leans forward in his chair, putting it on two legs but grounding it with his own feet flat on the floor.] You serious? 'Cause yeah, I'd work for you.

Why wouldn't I be serious? You can even bartend, I really don't give a shit! I just think this is something to explore and support.

(another sip and another little noise of happiness. see? this is why.)

Ah. I also barely make anything from it, most of the profits go to the employees. I really don't care about money when I have a money-making machine at home I can mug.

No shit? Dang, Lala-chan wouldn't let me serve alcohol.

[He tilts his head, but smiles, setting his chair back on all four of its legs and crossing his arms over the back of it.] You're a pretty cool cat, Dazai.

I don't mind if you do. Learning has no age, and mixology is actually really interesting! I'm not that versed in it, but I can teach you some chemistry applied. It creates some really interesting drinks. Who says alcohol is not a solution?

(he's a genius, have you noticed? either way.)

I'm actually not, but I'm glad you think so!

[He perks up, sitting remarkably straight given his usually atrocious posture.] Yeah? My boss back home had a curry recipe-- he didn't make it, but it was scientifically formulated to go well with the house blend of coffee. [He gestures to the thermos in Dazai's grasp.] That's a pale imitation of the same house blend. I have got to find a way to roast my own beans.

[He shoots him double finger guns with a wink.] I'll just have to convince you.

Oh? That makes sense. Cooking is nothing more, nothing less than chemistry, so it's all ways to enhance flavors and bring things together. I know things from theory, but I'm not allowed in the kitchen due to some two, or fifty incidents.

(or him putting weird shit in food to fuck with others, but alas... not the point, he can see how excited the other is, and it's... refreshing. he's always been in the position of a mentor, a teacher, but to teach something so innocent as chemistry feels... funny.)

You've gotta stop being this cute, or I'm going to end up stealing you from Akechi, you know!

[He laughs at that-- how does he keep collecting people who aren't allowed in the kitchen??] You aren't the first person I've known who isn't allowed in a kitchen due to, [He curls his fingers into air quotations.] "incidents".

[And then he balks-- cute, him? He's shell-shocked for a moment, and his ears go slightly red in his mop of wild curls. Speaking of, he reaches up to twist the centermost lock of curls between two fingers.] I don't think Chuuya-san would appreciate that much, you know? [Oh but he's embarrassed. Eat him alive, Dazai.]

(oh, looks like he's got it, and dazai's so joyful there would be musical notes coming off of him as he sips on his coffee, until...

until akira says that. now his expression is absolutely sour.)

Absolutely disgusting observation. Why do all of you think we're dating? I think I'd rather chug gasoline.

[He laughs, a short little crackle of sound that stays mostly in his chest, and his nose wrinkles up with it.] I didn't say dating, but Goro 'n I aren't dating, either. [He makes pointed eye contact. Is that to liken shuake and soukoku, or to leave the suggestion that he isn't tied up from further flirting? Who knows.]

Ah, you laugh, but now, I really want to chug gasoline. Does this place have any? Ugh, disgusting.

(the drama is real, and his face keeps turning more and more disgusted and frozen by the mere idea of actually dating the other. complicated is as complicated does.)

Ugh, no, why on Earth would he care?

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