he's next to chuuya now, watching the fish color change with the pecks of seasoning, knowing it will turn out something enjoyable, memorable. sometimes, just a rare sometimes, they can act their age and not like they're twelve, so dazai gently nudges the other with his shoulder when he sees that smile forming.)
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(listen, leave him alone.
he's next to chuuya now, watching the fish color change with the pecks of seasoning, knowing it will turn out something enjoyable, memorable. sometimes, just a rare sometimes, they can act their age and not like they're twelve, so dazai gently nudges the other with his shoulder when he sees that smile forming.)
Where did your mind go?