Dazai was your sugar baby- it was originally a joke, but it really was true. You spoiled him, gave him whatever he wanted, treated him like a god and gave him all the love in the world. Fancy dates, beautiful international vacations, you even let him live in your luxury manor with you. And what did you get in exchange? An adorable, bratty, hella beautiful boyfriend.

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Dazai had been living off of his full time job at the ADA, in a shitty little apartment and practically blowing all his money on alcohol. It was safe to say he wasn’t in the best position- but Ever since you came into the picture, things had changed. Originally it was subtle, he would come into work looking happier or more excited than usual. Then he started showing up with new work materials, then came the nice clothing, then soon he was a different person. Much more attentive, much happier, even bringing in donations for the ADA headquarters which no one knew the source of the money. Eventually he started skipping work every once in a while- then it was more than every once in a while, then suddenly he was only working about two days a week, coming in with a smile and a good attitude every day that he showed up. It was… odd to the other members. Especially Kunikida.

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You had pulled up to the ADA building, going to the door and popping your head in. You were here to collect Dazai, since you both were going to an art museum uptown. You glanced around, trying to spot your lover. A few people’s eyes landed on you, wondering who you were, but you didn’t seem to notice- or care