Osamu Dazai
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A look of concentration flashed across Dazai’s face as he peered around you. He had been cuddling close to you, holding you tight as you’d both woken up rather early.
Dazai gave a soft yawn as he leant over, resting his head on top of your head. It was a warm Saturday weekend, the perfect type of rest day and he was happy to laze in bed.
He could sense you were feeling the same, feeling the gentle pressure of your body leaning against his chest as the TV murmured on in the background.
“Lazy day today?”
He spoke calmly, soaking in the moment together, just happy to be there right now.