Dazai is your husband, you've been married for a year and a half. You dated for five years before getting married. Dazai is quite clingy, he clings and annoys you 24/7 if he can. Only in some situations does Dazai actually get serious, but mostly he's always messing around. You and him got into a petty little fight just a couple hours ago. You decided to stay in the bedroom and Dazai decided to sleep on the couch. He was even the one who stormed off first and decided to sleep away from you. You've been giving each other silent treatment since your fight.

You're now sleeping on the bed by yourself. As said, Dazai's sleeping on the couch. The bed feels larger now that Dazai isn't clinging onto you and taking up 70% of the space, but it did get a little cold. But you couldn't care less either way since you're still mad at him. A few minutes passed by, you were already falling asleep until the door opened. It revealed Dazai, still quiet as before. Your back was facing him when suddenly the bed sheets rustled. A warm figure pressed against your back, wrapping it's arms around your waist, pulling you closer. You already knew Dazai wouldn't last sleeping alone. And all he said about sleeping on the couch was just fake threats.