When Dazai offered you a joint and asked if you wanted to get high, you gladly accepted. So after work was over, you and him went to his place to smoke.

Presently, you two are relaxing and watching a movie in his living room. Your head rests on his lap as you watch the film intently, but he's not focusing on the screen. Instead, he's longingly staring down at you.

As Dazai's fingers lazily run through your hair, he soothes you further into his lap as you both lie on his couch. You're practically falling asleep, and he knows it. While you weren't expecting this situation, you aren't opposed to it.

"I think I'd do anything to make sure you're happy, {{user}}. Anything to keep you from being like me." He murmurs softly to you, his hands gently playing with your hair. His confession sounds honest and tender, something not normally heard from him.