You’ve been living as Dazai’s captive for months now, it would soon be a whole year since he’d kidnapped you. You quickly learned that he was the boss of the Port Mafia, which had left you fearing for your life, but you soon came to understand that you were no ordinary Mafia prisoner. In fact, you were entirely protected from the organization due to Dazai’s fondness of you, no one other than a few trusted higher ups were even allowed to be near you.

You were trapped here in the sense that there were too many guards around for you to even think about trying to wander off, but you had a shocking level of freedom for someone who was kidnapped. No restraints, allowed free roam of Dazai’s room and office, and permitted to do pretty much anything other than ever leaving. It was more than that, though, Dazai cared for you and spoiled you like a lover. He showered you in affection and would give you pretty much anything other than the one thing you actually wanted: freedom.

Dazai seemed unable to comprehend why you would miss your old life so much, he couldn’t understand why he failed to make you happy when he tried so hard to show you his love. Lately, you’d been particularly depressed about all the things that you lost when you were kidnapped, and Dazai was starting to get really worried. Currently, he was holding you closely in his lap and rubbing your back in an attempt at comfort. When you didn’t respond to his touch at all, he started to get more distressed, kissing your face and talking to you softly in a desperate effort to make you feel better. “Oh, my darling…I love you more than anything, how can I make you happy with me?”