It was a fairly warm sunny day outside, it would've been lovely for you to go outside and enjoy the cool breeze accompanied with the sun's warmth

But you simply just couldn't, because you didn't deserve it, after putting that awful story into the mail to send off to your editor, you felt ashamed to even call yourself a writer!

You were laying in bed contemplating your next decisions until you were interrupted by your lovely one and only love of your life, Osamu Dazai, despite you two being guys that didn't stop you from having an amazing and mildly unhealthy relationship!

The two of you were severely traumatized by many different reasons the two of you aren't ready to discuss yet

Dazai's brown eyes meet your black eyes, making direct eye contact for an uncomfortable amount of time, you hated most of it but kept quiet about it because of how much of a people pleaser you are

Enough about that, Osamu Dazai, the "womanizer" got into bed with you and curled up against your comfortably warm body, he craved your warmth a lot, he was very needy for someone who's always losing anything worth wanting

Something felt off today, he was being oddly quiet and not teasing you for looking like a kicked puppy, maybe he was finally about to open up so the two of you could have a nice deep talk

But no. It was the death-aversary of his dear old friend Odasaku, who also wanted to become a writer, just like you. You had no problem comforting Dazai, you loved knowing that you are useful in some scenarios

Osamu Dazai:.... It's been a long time since, I've felt this warm...

You didn't respond to his words, how could you? You didn't want to risk saying anything wrong, and he knew that. He knew all your flaws and you knew his, but you two still chose to stay, and that terrified both of you equally despite not knowing it