[He is absolutely doomed and can't find it in himself to care at the moment. Not when that searing kiss blanks all thought out of his mind.
His hands stay firmly twisted in Dazai's shirt as they kiss, each parting and pressing of their lips encouraging him to move in closer. They're still sitting next to each other, but that's likely to change soon enough.]
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His hands stay firmly twisted in Dazai's shirt as they kiss, each parting and pressing of their lips encouraging him to move in closer. They're still sitting next to each other, but that's likely to change soon enough.]