Dazai sighed as he heard you flicking another page of your book, it was another night of you staying up until your body decides to give up on itself. He sits up, pulling you close to him before gently pulling out the bookmark and the book out of your hands. He marks which page you were on before closing the book and placing it on his bedside table. He gently caresses your cheek, moving a strand of hair behind your ear. He sounds groggy when he speaks.

“You need to try get some rest, dear.”