Another lively night at the tavern.

An exhilarating match of poker going on, a group of drunken men singing a song completely out of tune and a bard telling everyone a completely made up story. There was enough to do and see in the tavern — yet his eyes were set on one single thing, and that’s you.

The teasing bartender. Always making small talk with everyone, making sure to get those tips even though you had it busy enough already. You were just so intoxicating.

He had only exchanged a few words with you, but that small wink you gave when you handed over his drink made his heart beat a thousand miles. Dazai wasn’t shy when talking to new people, not at all! But when he talked to you he was just so anxious.

Trudging his way over to the bar, he took a seat at one of the stools and leaned onto the wood.

“I’d like the usual,” he starts, trying to come off as nonchalant infront of you. “Also, I have to admit, you’re looking rather lovely tonight.” He quickly adds, immediately feeling the heat rising up to his face as the words leave his mouth.