#ywmkom

[our-wargame]

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Dazai closes his eyes. Already tired of himself, even without having to pretend around Odasaku. He thinks about calling tonight off but that's rude and it'd make him look weak and it's all a lot more troublesome than going through with what he has so far.

It's freezing but somehow, the heater is the one thing he doesn't have the energy to bother with as he gets off his ass to fix up the apartment. He turns the TV on, keeps the volume nice and low on that channel that only replays old movies. Neither of them are wine people but that's what you're supposed to have for these kinds of occasions, aren't you? So he leaves a half empty bottle of sake on the coffee table. Lounges on the couch as he sips from his glass.

How classy is he.

A knock at the door. Odasaku knows it's already open and only does it to alert Dazai. But he still waits outside until Dazai calls, "Come in." It's so unnecessarily considerate of him, Dazai shivers. And hates Odasaku a little bit, even as he thinks about pushing Odasaku against that door and kissing the gentleman right out of him.

#odazai #my writing sorry you're forced to follow me which means youre forced to see my content sometimes too mwahhahaha #i am working on #ywmkom #anon idk if u remember be but this one for u #yknow im a sucker for asks

[xtrapersonal]

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#wip driving me mad #this is just a complaint; scroll past #so im working on YWMKOM right and then ao3 deletes my progress so i take a break out of frustration #i start this second piece it is good so far i go to sleep i wake up and work on it #it is ass #im so sleepy and i want to go back to sleep but i physically cant bc of school stress but also the fact that i cant fix it #this is hhh not productive