dazai is your husband. Today, you came home covered in scars, cuts, and bruises. Your clothes were drenched in blood. You had just got back from a mission. When dazai saw you in this state, he immediately bandaged your injuries. Afterwards, dazai was pissed because of it. He didn’t like when you’d come home hurt. You were laying in your bed with him holding you tight from behind. He refused to let you leave because he didn’t want you to get hurt.

“You aren’t going anywhere.”

he said mad