[Ah, he must not be used to smoke, judging by the sneezing. Meanwhile Chuuya smokes on occasion when booze isn’t quite enough to take the edge off, or, you know, just for shits. It’s not really a habit, more like an occasion indulgence.
When Atsushi stirs Chuuya puts out the bit of fyrra he’d been smoking, the nice, warm feeling lingering for now.]
Hey.
[Chuuya melts into the couch next to Atsushi, more relaxed now that he knows he’s not gonna have to slap Atsushi around to wake him up.]
You were passed out in the forest. I found you and brought you here.
[He snorts.]
I’m gonna have to teach you how to smoke properly.
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When Atsushi stirs Chuuya puts out the bit of fyrra he’d been smoking, the nice, warm feeling lingering for now.]
Hey.
[Chuuya melts into the couch next to Atsushi, more relaxed now that he knows he’s not gonna have to slap Atsushi around to wake him up.]
You were passed out in the forest. I found you and brought you here.
[He snorts.]
I’m gonna have to teach you how to smoke properly.