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[ He stays where he is, the same spot since he set down the packet of cigarettes, standing right beside Dazai in his seat. Considering.

He never pretended to like Dostoevsky, but liking the man isn't necessary to connect what Dazai might be feeling to his own first taste of losing a person. It's not the same, he knows--Dazai has lost before this, lost greatly, but...

Carefully, he lets a hand rest on Dazai's shoulder, brushing his thumb in a circle where it lands. ]

I'm sorry.

(he knows what sigma's doing. he knows a thing or two, thanks to that maze making him relieve the worst day of his life. one that is now on his parchment, his crime now listed as "failure to stop oda sakunosuke". in some ways, it can ring true here. failure to stop this situation from going to the lengths that it has - but then again, it doesn't matter. here, doesn't exactly matter in the greatest picture.

so, the smile he gives is a tired one, taking the hand carefully with long, slender fingers to bring it to his lips in a gentle kiss. it's acknowledgement, gratitude, but it's wholly unneeded.)

Don't worry. I knew this would happen, remember? It's fine!

[ He wants to argue, it's plain as day in the concern on his face. But Dazai's clearly in no mood to relent, and knocking at a bring wall will only get you so far before hurting everyone involved.

So he sighs. ]

I'd still at least like you kept warm here.

And how do you intend on doing that?

(he hasn't released the hand until now, but he does to take the chocolate sigma made with such care.)

Getting you that blanket and change of clothes, for one.

[ And he hasn't made any moves to actually leave just yet. ]

Ah, get all of them? I only go there when Koto-chan is over. Permanence!

You wouldn't happen to have a suitcase I could carry them in, would you?

Trash bag.

Yes, like me!

( peace sign peace sign peace sign )

Ah, and Sigma?

[ Boy he is not gonna be using a trash bag. ]

Yes, Dazai?

(a gentle, kind smile. there's genuine fondness in how he is being treated, cared for, and it's nice. he's so sad, so lonely, that it feels good to be taken in like this even when he relentlessly refuses to.

there's a moment where he pauses, his hand moving to tuck some of that long hair behind the other's ear before he leans in to press closer. a gentle, lingering kiss. that's gratitude.)

Thank you.

[ While Sigma hadn't exactly gotten used to Dazai's more affectionate touches, he'd at least started doing a better job of not being confused by or reading too much into them. That's just how the man is, he figured, a flirt who likes to see him flustered sometimes because it's funny.

This one's hard to not be at least a little confused by.

The pink that peppers his cheeks on occasion is out in full force now, tinted red, the heart beating in his ears distracting him from remembering he's been spoken to and how to speak back. ]

Ah...you-- [ a-hem ] Yes. You're welcome.

(it's been a while since he had seen those pink cheeks, almost blending in a palette with the color of sigma's hair. it's always a sight to be fond of, something a little precious? he enjoys watching it. sometimes, it's entertaining -- he's not a saint, after all. sometimes, it's just warm.

right now, it is the latter, and he gives a full smile, all teeth, eyes closing in the process.)

Should I thank you some more? Or is that enough!

[ Dazai's looking for another reaction, that has to be it. Sigma's already given one, so it's a little late to do nothing at all, but if he breaks eye contact he can at least try to not give him any more.

He's still stuck where he's standing, though. ]

I-I should really get you your things.

Is that what you want to do? That's fine.

(the difficult life of being a cagey, manipulative man. it's, for once, the complete opposite of what sigma is wondering himself. it's just him. seeking affection, touch, giving back as much as he'd like to take.

but the smile isn't breaking. it's a real one, sir!)

Not to say it wasn't. Appreciated.

[ Who's he even kidding, Dazai knows exactly how bad Sigma's wanted that, wants it again and again now that he's thinking about it, ]

But the longer you keep playing, the longer it'll take to get what you asked for.

Do I look like I'm in a rush to change? You can get my things whenever - today, tomorrow, in a few days. It's okay! I have a few spares. Are you in a rush yourself?

...No. Not particularly.

Then what do you want? I offered you more, but you turned me down.

[ Deep breath, here goes, ]

I would like more very much, but are you sure it's a good idea?

Oh, it is not a good idea! I thought you knew this from the very start! Still! I still would like to, at least once? And you?

Oh, well, as long as we're on the same page about that.

[ It's said sarcastically, but that spark of his usual attitude is snuffed out quickly enough by his just-as-usual nerves. He needs another second to gather that all up again. ]

...Yes. Please.

(he knew it. the hand that once brought hair away from sigma's face is now a guide. it shouldn't be hard for sigma to understand that it is bringing the man to dazai. the touch of lips is much more pronounced, a proper kiss with lips that move, tongue that sneaks, and those arms that prompt sigma to climb onto dazai's lap.

it'd be easier, and honestly, hornier like that.)

[ Unsurprisingly, Sigma is easy enough to lead. Dazai's the one with experience on how these things should go, Sigma doesn't yet have enough confidence to make any bold moves or demands.

But he's not so timid that he's unwilling.

There's a shyness but not hesitance in the way he follows along, lips parting against that sneaky tongue, arms that eagerly find their way to wrap around Dazai's back, a nice resting place that pulls him in to try and settle his thighs on either side of the other man's lap.

If it wasn't obvious how hard his heart was beating before, this close, it is now. ]

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