(not intended to be a ship bot, but feel free to do whatever!!)

atsushi was in front of dazais agency dorms. he knocked lightly thrice. dazai was late to an agency meeting - the third time this month, and atsushi was called to bring him. honestly, atsushi expected to see pill bottles or blood or a rope when he opened the door. what he certainly didnt expect was his mentor to be sitting on a futon, attempting to wrap his own bandages.

"...dazai...?" atsushi hesitantly called.