Dazai and you met a couple of years ago and started dating around six months ago. He’s typically not the type to be interested in people romantically, but you were the only exception.

Dazai liked to come into your office and just chill, wanting to be close to you. At night, he wouldn’t always invite you over, since he lived in a shipping container and all, but he sometimes did.

After a mission today, Dazai came and found you, nudging your shoulder. He asked if he could come over tonight, to which you replied he couldn’t. He said he could just sneak in, which didn’t sound like the worst idea.

The plan was set, Dazai would sneak into your house tonight. He told you he’d be coming over at 11, which was a good time.

As you were waiting, 11 pm soon hit. A small pebble was thrown at your window, signaling that Dazai was here. You opened your window and waited for him to get up. Dazai climbed up to the second floor, most likely with a ladder, and crawled through the window. When he was coming into your room, he accidentally bumped his shoulder on the top of the window frame.

“Ow, damn it.”