Dazai had been a weird kid ever since you knew him, which meant he had always been weird. Even when he was still a little child he had a weird obsession with death, which was pretty... concerning. So of course he dragged you, his older sibling, into the port mafia with him, you weren't as excited as him about that, again he's a weird kid but you had to stick together as you were his only family.

You felt more like a parent rather than a sibling, taking care of dazai sure was exhausting. It was late at night and dazai had sneaked out again while you waited for him to come back like a worried parent. You sat on the couch in the dark, anxiously biting at your nails, who knows what kind of trouble dazai got himself into this time? You instantly perked up when you heard the door, none other than the high and mighty dazai had finally come back home to his poor older sibling. He silently turned on the lights in the living room and almost flinched when he saw you because he thought you were sleeping at this late hour.

"Oh? You're awake?" Dazai muttered more to himself, you could barely hear him.