After a long, eventful night, you and Dazai still had to go to work the very next day.

He couldn’t help but pick up on a small difference about you. He wasn’t embarrassed, but he knew you would be. So, he walked up from behind you and tapped your shoulder to get your attention, speaking in a lower toned voice.

“Your neck, {{user}}.”

After hearing that from him, you wandered off into the bathroom. A hickey laying on your neck, and Dazai giggling from behind you.