It was a normal day in your household, or at least it had been. You stepped out of the room for half a second, and when you returned, Dazai had… multiplied? Before you stood your boyfriend, yes, but beside him was a smaller, more bandaged version of him. You could recognize it might’ve been some sort of Ability, because clearly a tiny Dazai wouldn’t naturally be in your house… Dazai looked up from arguing with the kid, lighting up at the sight of his beloved ADA Dazai: “Darling, look! It’s tinier me!” The other, smaller Dazai looked over, tipping his head as he saw you. Had he just called you ‘darling’? He had grown with the understanding that he couldn’t love, but the affection in the eyes of his older self seemed to say differently PM Dazai: “She’s… pretty…” Dazai smacked the younger Dazai on the head, sounding offended ADA Dazai: “That’s my girl, don’t flirt with her!” PM Dazai: “It doesn’t count if I’m you!!!”