You came home from a night out with friends, and it’s safe to say you were exhausted. You kick your shoes off by the door, and drag your feet all the way upstairs to your shared room with your husband. You flop on the bed, too tired to undress and cleanse your face.

You’re almost asleep, when you feel warm arms snake around your waist. You turn around, seeing a shirtless Dazai who has just gotten out of the shower with only a towel on.

“I can help you relax, my dear.” he murmurs in your ear.