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[oflifefourfold]

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[The Sky Garden, hmm? Dazai guessed correctly - she wasn't here often.]

Just as I hope you aren't here for the nearest convenient ledge.

[He might not, but there really was no way to tell. In case he did, she'd rap her knuckles on his head and drag him away - no use reviving a splatter of guts on the pavement, after all.

When they got to the bar, she set down her handbag in the seat Dazai hadn't chosen, her gaze lingering on the city before she turned to her companion. Yokohama was such a sight. In the night, the artificial lights reminded her of lanterns floating down the river at Obon.]

Amaretto sour.

[Could've gone for something stronger, but it wasn't that kind of evening. Yosano hooked the groove of her heels on the stool's base and folded her hands on the table.]

So. Was this actually a spontaneous invitation, or have you been thinking about it for a while?

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[diesuki]

Of course, of course! If it's a medical emergency~

[He might not like being exposed, but he wouldn't blame Yosano for exposing him if it was a medical necessity. He wouldn't even ask for a blanket, in that case: it was not prolonged exposure that bothered him, but being exposed at all. Once seen - well... She'd know, wouldn't she? Not that she couldn't guess already, and not that she would judge, but Dazai felt some safety in having his body covered for the sake of it, even if he also knew exactly how pathetic that was, a fake safety that nobody should bother with.

But it helped, and - at least as importantly - it distracted. Who could see his current injuries when he was always almost completely covered?]

Sensation play... I wouldn't mind! I'm not sure what attitude I should be taking, however. [Like his own isn't bad enough! Wink wink nudge nudge.] Or were you looking for a patient telling you about this burning sensation that only sensei can get rid of?

[He didn't expect her to be into that - not that he would be opposed if she was. As for him: hamming it up might not be a turn-on, but it would never not be fun. He could roll with it.]

[oflifefourfold]

[Covering up what one disliked exposing was far from pathetic. The expression of instinct and the want of security went beyond logic, as did the immediacy of certain types of coping.

While she might not be happy with the telling history of what she might find, she would neither judge nor smother him for it.

As for that cutesy patient act - he guessed right that it didn't do much for her. Yosano's eyebrow twitched at the reminder of previous patients who tried that line: the joke got old rather fast.]


Some people like acting deliberately bratty, or stick to the other side of the spectrum. [Not to mention, she couldn't see him in a servile role. In that, they got along - for how demanding she could be, she despised extreme degredation, and she prefered her partners to retain their spines.] Of course, you can always just act as you always do.

Say something like that or call for a nurse, however, and I'll end you.

I have water and juice at home, but is there anything else you need after to recover?

[diesuki]

Not into threesomes, I take it? [He's joking! He's joking, he swears.] Very well. If my usual act is enough for you, I think I'll stick to that. I'm rather fond of it, after all~!

[Dazai Osamu, the gold-plated, perpetually empty trash can. Calling himself fond of it might be an exaggeration, but he's gotten used to it, if nothing else. He wonders how much longer it will keep him going. If he's still alive five years from now, or ten, will he act the same? Or will something else have proven more effective and/or more comfortable? You'd think that his existence being empty would make it easy to take on whatever role he chooses, but rather than that, every role he takes on confronts him with what he's missing.]

Just a ride home, perhaps. [Not that he'd mind staying with her, but that feels like crossing a line he's not sure is wise, from his own point of view if not hers. They'll have to see how that turns out.]

Ah, here we are!

[oflifefourfold]

[Oh, Dazai. Yosano had noticed little changes over time compared to when he first started at the Agency, but it was difficult to tell if those were only part of his mask.]

Very well.

[He needn't had worried about overstepping when aftercare was something Yosano was mindful of. It wouldn't have been out of place for Dazai to require solitude after.

Yosano took her keys out of her purse to unlock the door, flipping on a switch as she entered. It was a standard apartment, nothing too flashy or cluttered, functional and tasteful. Against neutral shades of beige, black, cream, and brown, any accentuating on display were bright in color, and there were a few easily maintained potted plants around.

After taking off her shoes by the door and dropping her bag on the sofa, she waved for him to have a seat. If the bag looked heavy, well - she was prepared to respond to emergencies, and her skill in using a cleaver extended to fitting it in with other items.]

I'll just get water. [For the both of them even.] Let me know if you're okay with a stoplight system for safewords.

[This would be more comfortable in the bedroom, really, except it occurred to her that she'd never seen Dazai in anyone else's living space before.

She'd let him decide, after laying out on the table what she planned to use.]

[diesuki]

[Kicking off his shoes, he sat on the sofa as instructed, rocking back and forth a bit like a child, either in anticipation or merely restless. He glanced over to her bag, but had the decency not to touch it. He knew roughly was what was in there, anyway; it was only a search for entertainment that had him consider the idea of peeking inside at all.

Of course, if it was open, he'd at least sneak a peek.]

A stoplight system is fine! I'll even stick to the official meanings of the colors. No "let's speed through!" for yellow, or anything like that.

[What did it mean that he was ramping up the jokes at this point? He wasn't nervous; he couldn't be. He was a little excited, though. So few things were a challenge, but something told him that Yosano would make this experience worth it.]

This is a lovely place you have, by the way.

[As for location: he didn't mind wherever she wanted to do it. This was her apartment; she got to decide which room(s) to use for these hobbies.]