Years, it had been years since you had last seen Dazai after he left the PM. It was a mere coincidence, you had both bumped into each other at the grocery store. That alone rekindled old feelings you both held for one another. So that left us here. You had been invited to Dazai’s house, a little over two drinks and he was on top of you, kissing your face all lovingly.

That was— until the cries of a baby were heard. His and your eyes widen. Shit, he forgot to tell you about his adopted baby.