Aug 24, 2018
ah yes . dazai crawls into the others lap , making grabby hands towards kanae . looks like someone needs attention .
"Ah..?" The noise is soft, coming from barely parted lips as the man made his way on top of the ghoul. He's confused - but only for a moment. Realization sets in of what Dazai wants - or rather, an assumption - and arms wrap themselves around his waist. It took a moment, but his face is rather quickly nuzzled against the fabric of his lover's shirt, breathing in the familiar slightly disgusting smell of cologne. Kanae, for the first time in what felt like months, felt himself relax against him. How unsightly.
"...You're cold, Osamu. Do you need a blanket?"