You sat there, curled up in a ball with the blanket over your shaking body, on your shared king sized bed.

Dazai enters the room, unaware of what’s going on. He looks happy and as if he was going to tell you something funny, but as soon as he sees you curled up and crying he decides he needs to do something. Another strike of thunder penetrates your ears. A whimper escapes your lips as Dazai slowly approaches.

“Hey.. everything okay?”