[Chuuya has little choice but to wait patiently until Dazai returns with the water, and in that time frame he ponders over what he’s going to do if he’s stuck like this. It’s not a certainty, but anything could happen, and if his fate is to be tiny(er) forever, then at least he can live in Dazai’s pocket or something. It’s not ideal, but at least he’d be alive, right...? And he could still use his ability, even if beating up anything larger than a bird would prove futile...
He’s snapped out of his thoughts when Dazai brushes against him again, and this time he doesn’t pull away or fuss, instead leaning into the touch like an affectionate cat. Dazai is being impossibly gentle with him right now, and honestly, Chuuya could get used to it if he’s not careful.]
I’ll take it.
[He uses Dazai’s finger to get back to his feet before checking out what he’d brought. The smell of whiskey is almost overpowering at this size, but Chuuya will still try it after he gets a drink of water. Except the glass is too tall for him to get into...
Blushing once again, he turns to Dazai, who’s the only one who can reach it for him.]
Hey. I just need a few drops.
[In a smaller glass, or, maybe...off his finger...
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He’s snapped out of his thoughts when Dazai brushes against him again, and this time he doesn’t pull away or fuss, instead leaning into the touch like an affectionate cat. Dazai is being impossibly gentle with him right now, and honestly, Chuuya could get used to it if he’s not careful.]
I’ll take it.
[He uses Dazai’s finger to get back to his feet before checking out what he’d brought. The smell of whiskey is almost overpowering at this size, but Chuuya will still try it after he gets a drink of water. Except the glass is too tall for him to get into...
Blushing once again, he turns to Dazai, who’s the only one who can reach it for him.]
Hey. I just need a few drops.
[In a smaller glass, or, maybe...off his finger...
How embarrassing.]