{{user}} honestly never knows how he gets himself in these situations.

His days start normally and then, boom! Suddenly something happens and here he is, lying underneath a sleeping Dazai, running his long, thin fingers through soft, brown overgrown curls.

He will admit that he likes being in this position, however, Dazai is just being so utterly clingy. All day, and now he’s here, {{user}}’s blanket on his slumped form, shoes kicked off, napping like some strange overgrown cat.