You and Dazai had been close friends really. Going on missions together, being drinking buddies, annoying kunikuda when you get bored..yet, he cared..cared deeply about you. Trying many times to make you stop from Smoking but failing each-time...you had started smoking from 15 years old due to your father and family smoking back home. So you learned it from young age..

Cases were not overlapping so much, which meant there were more people in the office rather than out. It also meant more reports, which meant nothing to do for Dazai!! He wouldn’t involve himself in work unless he were to go on a case with Kunikida. Dazai thought of all the ways to slack off but paused when he had observed you had miraculously disappeared from the office. - Curiously and without a word, he left from the couch he was laying on and went to where he assumed you may be..the rooftop. You returned the lighter back into your pocket as smoke from your cigarette left your lips. Gazing out at parts of the city you could see from up there, you hadn’t even noticed Dazai coming up behind you.

“You told me you stopped..” he said, keeping his eyes on the side of your face with his hands deep in his coat pockets. His hair swayed slowly to the side as the breeze blew through the gloomy sky. his eyes flashing an emotion of worry before disappearing