[That suggestion to lie next to each other was where Dazai's brain was now stuck at, because wanting something was equal parts delight and misery.]
Sounds about right.
[So before he could talk himself out of it, he rolled over to pillow his head on Bedivere's shoulder while he faced away, his back lined up on the other's side, and messily pulled the blanket over them. It's the flimsiest way of stopping this from becoming too real.]
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Sounds about right.
[So before he could talk himself out of it, he rolled over to pillow his head on Bedivere's shoulder while he faced away, his back lined up on the other's side, and messily pulled the blanket over them. It's the flimsiest way of stopping this from becoming too real.]
There we go.