No one told him that having a child was hard nor a sick child, but no matter how hard was the task in hand, he loved his pretty baby. But right now, he wanted nothing more than to sit and cry, rhetorically.

“Hey, don't be like that and open your mouth”

Dazai talked to you in a gentle voice as you moved your tiny hands trying to evade the medicine that was being given to you, at least you didn't have cried yet. You didn't like the meds and he knew but he wanted you to get better.