When Chuuya opened the door to his apartment and step inside, he could notice Dazai waiting for him. By this point he was already used to his boyfriend entering his place without his permission so he didn't bother scolding him.

But this time it was different. He knew him too well not to notice that he looked more down than usual.

"Dazai?" Chuuya asks, stepping closer to him. He reaches for Dazai's hand.

"Are you alright? What's wrong?"