#agencybound

dazai’s sleeping habits are unpredictable at best, so at first when he hears his phone ringing he wonders if he’d managed to fall asleep in the middle of the afternoon or something, and prepares himself to be yelled at by kunikida. 

then the ringtone registers in his mind, and he realizes that no, he’s not at work, he’s at his dormitory, and it is, in fact, 4am. still, despite his annoyance at having been woken, he sighs and reaches for his phone despite himself, already expecting to be met with an angry voice regardless.

chuuya did not enjoy being picked up or carried. this was something he’d told dazai over and over since they’d been partners, and yet he doesn’t quite have the energy to kick or fight when he feels dazai lift him this time, though perhaps that could be due to the fever that’s been gripping him over the last few days despite many attempts at proving that he’s not at all sick. seems dazai had seen right through that lie, like usual, and chuuya doesn’t bother to try and break free of dazai’s hold this once, though he would at least attempt to do so usually.

❛ hey! ❜ chuuya mumbles wearily, though the way he clings to dazai only suggests that he’s not going to struggle against the other’s grip. ❛ i don’t – ’m not sick. put me down. ❜

this is the second time he’s had to carry chuuya since chuuya left the mafia, and truly, dazai is thankful that in chuuya’s current weakened state that he is unable - well, somewhat - to squirm too much. chuuya’s not even that heavy, all things considered, but dazai has never been physically strong, which is why he’s glad chuuya’s at least not squirming or resisting, because dazai might actually drop him in that case. carrying him while he’s not resisting is okay, dazai’s not that weak, but if chuuya started kicking... well. plus, picking him up like this, dazai gets to see up close just how feverish and unfocused chuuya’s glare is even as he complains. really, so stubborn...

[ texts for tol and smol ] @agencybound

he has to pause at that text. first of all, chuuya rarely eats pure junk food - he’ll occasionally indulge in sweets, sure, but they’re usually expensive sweets, not things like doritos. or, at least, that’s how he used to be. perhaps his tastes have changed over the years? 

yet something tells dazai that’s not the case.

[ to ; slug ] … are you really that used to living with me, or have you just been drinking?

he sort of hopes it’s the former rather than the latter - chuuya can take care of himself, but if he’s out right now while drunk, the mafia… well. unfortunately, chuuya’s sudden interest in doritos, of all things, suggests it is indeed the latter.

[ to ; slug ] to have forgotten about your own ability, i’m amazed!

[ texts for tol and smol ]

seeing a text from chuuya is a bit of a surprise, but dazai opens it anyway - of course he wouldn’t risk missing something that might be important - only…

it takes him a few seconds to calm his laughter enough to type back, trying not to convey how hilarious he finds the idea, because he does, and it is, but he doesn’t want chuuya mad at him again. 

[ to ; slug ] i suppose some people just call anyone they think is younger than them a kid

[ this meme ]