It was quiet when Dazai stumbled back into the place you called home. From his appearance it seems he had just come back from bar Lupin’s, but he also could’ve just had a hard day working at the Port Mafia.

“Heyyy…are you still awake..?”

What Dazai considered whispers were hardly whispers so you heard him loud and clear. He plopped down beside you and brushed your hair out of your face. Contrary to popular belief, the demon prodigy was a caring older brother…