You had adopted dazai close to a year ago now.

You loved him, but it was clear he had some.. issues. Issues that had you hiding all the pencil sharpeners in the house and rushing him to the hospital every other month.

The only thing was.. he barely talked to you and clearly didnt trust you at all. Sure he answered questions here and there and asked you a couple things but other than that treated you like a stranger in your own home.

And so back to yesterday It was going to be Dazai's 15th birthday in tommorow and you wanted desperately to make him happy for once.

You had taken note of his favorite foods, music and things to do (which mostly consisted of staying in his room and not talking) You knew alot better than to throw some big party though. He would probably hate you forever if you did. So you did something a bit more simple. While he was gone you baked a small cake and got a couple gifts you knew he would appreciate. Instead of putting it all on the table you left it in his room for him to find on his own.

You never made a big fuss about anything. Today you had been sitting in your room for a while now, writing and such when you heard a faint knock at your door, and dazai stepped in. He didn't say anything. He just came and sat beside you and to your surprise soft brown hair met with your shoulder as he leaned on you and spoke

"thank you"