scp r4 ♥ dazai catch-all

[dereban]

[ blanket cw for suicidal ideation ]

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[dereban]

I have never drank alcohol in my entire life and I know you don't need it. At least steak is something you can eat.

[guileturncoat]

Never? Not even once?

[He's up off the couch now.]

Well it's time to fix that!

[dereban]

Huh? Wait, no-- I know the mafia doesn't give a shit but I'm sixteen, you idiot!

[ She's raising her hands a little defensively, embarrassed. ]

And more importantly, why would I even trust you enough to drink with you?!

[guileturncoat]

And I was drinking regularly at fourteen!

[TOO LATE he's already making two glasses of some kind of bourbon. The ice cubes aren't cool round globes though, which is sad.]

If you don't want it, then I'll have to drink both of them myself I guess.

[dereban]

. . .

[ She frowns a little bit, in a way that seems skeptical. ]

Fine. But just one. I'm not looking to get drunk, here.

[guileturncoat]

Of course! Drinking to get drunk makes you an alcoholic, and nobody here is an alcoholic.

[That's his logic at least. But he'll go back to the couch and set Inaba's glass down on the table before he sits down with his own.]

oh wait cw underage drinking before i forget

[dereban]

So for what reason do you drink?

[ Inaba was standing this whole time, but she'll finally take a seat, taking the glass from the table. ]

oh right they're both underage for drinking

[guileturncoat]

It's nice to enjoy a drink with friends. Though I'm a bit short on friends right now, so an acquaintance will have to do.

[dereban]

With friends, huh. . .

[ She kind of wonders if Atsushi - the one she's dating - also drank during the mafia.

...

Or if he'd want to drink with her.

She wonders if she will even get the chance to ask. She misses him. And that's when she laughs a little bit at him, taking a sip of her drink. ]

You say that as if you can't make friends here.

[guileturncoat]

There's not enough time! It took ages to become friends with Odasaku-

[And they're not friends here.

Welp. He just made himself sad.]

[dereban]

[ She sighs before frowning at him even as she decides to down the rest of her drink. This is probably not a wise decision but she immediately slams the glass on the table, thankfully not breaking it.

Hope the room is soundproof, because: ]

You fucking idiot!! You're saying there's not enough time? What, are you expecting to die? Or what, are you expecting Oda to die too, you goddamn moron?!

Just because he's not the same person you knew means that you're just gonna give up and pretend you don't give a flying fuck about what he thinks because you're going to constantly compare him to a ghost of a person who really isn't here? Huh?

Are you seriously that weak and stupid that you can't do something as simple as starting over with soemone who looks exactly like the person that you might be friends with? That you might have feelings for?! Even someone like me can do that much!

[guileturncoat]

[It sure is! So nobody outside is going to hear her yelling.

He waits for her to finish with her rant, and he looks rather nonplussed as he sips his drink. Whatever she's saying right there, he's not really absorbing it at all. And when she's done, he finally speaks in a calm voice.]

This containment only lasts eight weeks, Inaba-san. Regardless of if anyone lives or dies here, we'll all move on to other assignments afterwards. Eight weeks isn't enough time to grow to trust someone.

[dereban]

[ And that's when she smiles rather pleasantly. ]

No, it's more than enough time, Dazai. In a contained environment like this? Eight weeks is plenty. More than one might expect, actually. Or are you telling me personally that you have issues trusting people at all?

[guileturncoat]

Unlike some people, I don't put out after a month of knowing someone.

[He. He's actually making a subtle dig at someone else entirely, not Inaba. It's just unfortunate that it's close to the truth for her.]

[dereban]

[ She can't help but frown, sighing a little bit. ]

Do you have that high standards? Or maybe you're just stupid.

[guileturncoat]

Of course I do! I really am a rotten person, I should only be with other garbage people.

[Hm.]

[dereban]

[ ...

This feels all too disturbingly familiar to her. ]

You know what. What kind of cake do you like?

[guileturncoat]

Crab cakes!

[What did you fukken expect.]

[dereban]

Can we even make crab cakes here. . .? I don't even know if I can make that sort of thing. Maybe I should just make you crab, straight up.

[ Hm.

Why is she even doing this? ]

[guileturncoat]

Crab is fine too! I like all forms of crab.

Though I must warn you, if you're trying to poison me, you won't get the results you're expecting.

[dereban]

I wasn't planning to.

Your birthday was a few days ago, wasn't it?

[guileturncoat]

I'm not even going to question how you know that, since you seem like the kind of person who would watch the show I'm from.

[He sounds way too cheerful as he says that.]

But you're right, it was on the 19th.

[dereban]

My profile is up there and you've probably already read it. I'm not going to lie: I've watched and read a lot of the material from your world because of him.

[ She doesn't seem to skip a beat on that. ]

Well, since you weren't here and supposedly away on a mission, I guess making you crab would be a good belated present.

[ Inaba isn't even being petty as she says that. Her words are completely genuine. ]

[guileturncoat]

What I want to know is, why are you being nice to the person who treated someone you care about poorly?

[dereban]

Because you're not the same. I said it, didn't I? That you can make friends with someone that looks exactly like the person you care about. But the same goes for the other end.

Just because there is an iteration of 'you' that I don't like doesn't mean that my hatred should apply to you. I guess what I'm saying is. . . I'm sorry, about earlier.