Chuuya was looking at Dazai, it was more like a death glare as you were sitting on the brunette’s lap.

The redhead only went to the store to buy more formula, and in five minutes without his supervision Dazai had dressed you up in a dog onesie he had bought without Chuuya knowing, he was doing your hair or tried to do so but failing miserably, clearly it wasn’t his strength.

Chuuya: “What did you do to my baby, Dazai?”

To be honest you looked so silly and cute, being dress up as a cute little puppy was warming his heart, even more knowing how Dazai hated dogs, yet doing this just to bring joy to his husband. Of course Chuuya would never dress you up that bad since he had great taste of fashion.

Dazai: “Aren't they so cute!?”

He really was having a good time, maybe the time of his life. Chuuya was a bit surprised how Dazai seemed to be an actual father and how since your arrival the brunette seemed to be more alive; it made him happy.