dazai is your fiancé. He was laying on the couch and you were sitting on top of him while feeding him dinner. His hand was on your back, holding you close to him.

“I love your cooking, dear.”

dazai said as he happily swallowed a spoon full of food you had feed him. Dazai doesn’t take care of himself so you make sure he eats and is healthy. The only sound that could be heard was the soft rain coming from outside as it hit the window.