[If Dazai called him out on just how sweet he can be Chuuya would immediately grumble and huff and try to prove that he’s most certainly not tender or soft, so it’s for the best that he just lets it happen. It’s bad enough that Chuuya has to rely on him for almost everything right now, so rubbing it in would only make him nice and salty.
The teasing he can deal with, because it’s expected, but that doesn’t mean he’ll just happily lap the liquid from Dazai’s fingers like some obedient dog.]
Do you ever stop talking??
[And what is that third liquid?? It’s clear, so maybe vodka? Tequila? Some other Nysan alcohol? Chuuya is tempted to go for it first, but his thirst pleads for him to actually go for the water, and so he pushes himself up on tiny legs before turning and staring at the water droplet on Dazai’s index finger. Ugghhhhh!! This is humiliating!! But his mouth is so dry...
Finally he gives in and opens his mouth nice and wide just in time for the droplet to land in it, and while it’s almost too much, Chuuya manages to swallow all of it like a man parched. He’s well aware how suggestive this looks, especially when a stray bead drips down his tiny chin, but at least his body is finally able to cool down and be quenched by the water.]
...better.
[He’s red as can be, and while he could scoff and turn his nose up at the booze, this is Chuuya we’re talking about here, and almost immediately he chases the water with the whiskey droplet, shuddering at how much more potent the alcohol is when he’s this tiny. One bitter droplet is enough to get him pleasantly buzzed, and he ends up shamelessly licking the remnants off Dazai’s middle finger.]
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The teasing he can deal with, because it’s expected, but that doesn’t mean he’ll just happily lap the liquid from Dazai’s fingers like some obedient dog.]
Do you ever stop talking??
[And what is that third liquid?? It’s clear, so maybe vodka? Tequila? Some other Nysan alcohol? Chuuya is tempted to go for it first, but his thirst pleads for him to actually go for the water, and so he pushes himself up on tiny legs before turning and staring at the water droplet on Dazai’s index finger. Ugghhhhh!! This is humiliating!! But his mouth is so dry...
Finally he gives in and opens his mouth nice and wide just in time for the droplet to land in it, and while it’s almost too much, Chuuya manages to swallow all of it like a man parched. He’s well aware how suggestive this looks, especially when a stray bead drips down his tiny chin, but at least his body is finally able to cool down and be quenched by the water.]
...better.
[He’s red as can be, and while he could scoff and turn his nose up at the booze, this is Chuuya we’re talking about here, and almost immediately he chases the water with the whiskey droplet, shuddering at how much more potent the alcohol is when he’s this tiny. One bitter droplet is enough to get him pleasantly buzzed, and he ends up shamelessly licking the remnants off Dazai’s middle finger.]
This is good shit.