[ It's okay, because Inaba is still in her costume. Even if he's out of it, she's still dressed out in the outfit herself, if only because she had plans on doing this from the very beginning.
Because she is going to just walk in, close the door behind her and saunters close to him, brushing a strand of hair over her ear. ]
Maybe. . . I just wanted to see you.
[ Emphasis on 'you' there, the implications heavy. ]
Dazai is sweating a bit as he leans away from her. He's stuck next to his desk since he can't back up further without falling over it, but leaning back is a go.]
She's getting to him, which means good things. Lips curl up into a rather innocent smile that is actually anything but-- ]
Of course. This is the only time I get to see the real you, and. . . since there's nobody else watching, I can call you Master. ♥
[ There's a slight lilt in her voice there, almost teasing, but there's something sultry and serious there too that it's hard to tell if she's fucking with him or not.
[The 'fucking with him' is extremely effective. His face goes bright red, and he's scrambling to get up onto his desk so he can put more distance between himself and her.]
Don't call me that aaaaaaaah!
[He's going to end up falling off the other side of the desk, too.]
[ frowns and sighs as she walks over to where he is on the ground, crouches and just pets his hair. ]
Guess it's going to change every chance I get, then. Sorry, I can't say I'm good with names or even nicknames-- that's more Cinque's thing. Your face was super red though.
[ She can't help but poke the side of his cheek, amused. ]
[ She'll stop poking him, but she absolutely is giving him more headpats. ]
I don't think it's stupid. But then again, I don't necessarily have good taste, either. And why do you have to act cool all the time, anyway? Even more so, it's just me, you know.
Also, you're an idiot. He's not that cool, you know. And I don't... want you to put up an act in here for me, when there aren't any cameras around. I don't want you to have to pretend to be anybody else besides yourself in front of me.
[He's flopping down on the ground now. He's down here, he might as well be lazy.]
I think you're underestimating how much of a nerd I am. It's like, really bad. And not in the 'says they're a nerd but they're still kinda cool' Hollywood-way.
You know I'm just as much of a nerd as you are, right? I literally built my computer from the ground up. I had a phase in middle school where I had an obsession with trivia.
Hell, the guy I like back home is a prowrestling otaku. I think you're fine.
Really? I've never thought of it like that. . . I always saw my knowledge of trivia as cringey.
[ But she knows that it's useful. ]
Also I don't know. He might? Or any of the others might. I. . . actually wouldn't know. But I don't think I'd be mad about that. Besides, I feel like that's just something that you need to get used to?
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You. You are talking about yourself, right? You totally did something sexual with someone recently, didn't you?
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we're going with after ]
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But he's trying to act completely normal here.]
Ah, Inaba-san~ What brings you here so late at night?
[It's like 9 pm, that's not late at all.]
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Because she is going to just walk in, close the door behind her and saunters close to him, brushing a strand of hair over her ear. ]
Maybe. . . I just wanted to see you.
[ Emphasis on 'you' there, the implications heavy. ]
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Dazai is sweating a bit as he leans away from her. He's stuck next to his desk since he can't back up further without falling over it, but leaning back is a go.]
Is that so?
[Conceal, don't feel, don't let it show.]
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She's getting to him, which means good things. Lips curl up into a rather innocent smile that is actually anything but-- ]
Of course. This is the only time I get to see the real you, and. . . since there's nobody else watching, I can call you Master. ♥
[ There's a slight lilt in her voice there, almost teasing, but there's something sultry and serious there too that it's hard to tell if she's fucking with him or not.
(Spoilers: she is absolutely fucking with him.) ]
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Don't call me that aaaaaaaah!
[He's going to end up falling off the other side of the desk, too.]
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she just waits for him to fall and it almost looks like she's about to do something but instead she just laughs at him ]
Ahaha, you're super cute, you know. What do you want me to call you, then?
[ she doesn't know if he's realized that she.... hasn't been calling him by name at all in these private talks the last couple of days ]
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I don't really care what name people call me in my office. Just...don't make it weird.
[He is also staying on the ground, thank you very much.]
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Guess it's going to change every chance I get, then. Sorry, I can't say I'm good with names or even nicknames-- that's more Cinque's thing. Your face was super red though.
[ She can't help but poke the side of his cheek, amused. ]
I really like seeing this side of you, you know.
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[he is absolutely red, though, and he grumps about the cheek-poke.]
I don't see why, it's a stupid look for me. It's not cool at all.
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[ She'll stop poking him, but she absolutely is giving him more headpats. ]
I don't think it's stupid. But then again, I don't necessarily have good taste, either. And why do you have to act cool all the time, anyway? Even more so, it's just me, you know.
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It seems like a lot of people have garbage taste around here.
And I have to act cool because he's cool. But I guess I can act less in here.
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Also, you're an idiot. He's not that cool, you know. And I don't... want you to put up an act in here for me, when there aren't any cameras around. I don't want you to have to pretend to be anybody else besides yourself in front of me.
Please.
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I think you're underestimating how much of a nerd I am. It's like, really bad. And not in the 'says they're a nerd but they're still kinda cool' Hollywood-way.
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Hell, the guy I like back home is a prowrestling otaku. I think you're fine.
suddenly NSFW talk because this loser
[This next part is muttered under his breath too, clearly meant to be a comment to himself.]
And I bet he wouldn't blow his load in less than a minute either.
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[ But she knows that it's useful. ]
Also I don't know. He might? Or any of the others might. I. . . actually wouldn't know. But I don't think I'd be mad about that. Besides, I feel like that's just something that you need to get used to?
[...]
You. You are talking about yourself, right? You totally did something sexual with someone recently, didn't you?
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[But he is also a NERD and exactly the kind of person who would like trivia.
And look at him, starting to sweat a little bit at the last bit of what Inaba had said.]
Ahaha, I have no idea what you're talking about.
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[ She doesn't want to have hope, because she knows where that leads her. ]
But your bandages are pretty high up, not to mention that you seem to be a terrible liar when it comes to this sort of thing.
Maybe you should have impersonated Atsushi instead.
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[And his hand reflexively goes up to his neck to cover it. Whoops. That sure is a tell right there.]
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[ just gonna reach up to his neck now ]
You really did, didn't you?