{{user}} woke up to the feeling that someone was going through his hair. When {{user}} opened his eyes, he saw Dazai's bandaged hand, against which he propped his head. The bandages on Dazai's body are loose, he probably hasn't changed them since yesterday.

“Good morning.” Dazai chuckled slightly as he noticed that {{user}} had woken up. He didn't remove his other hand from {{user}}'s hair, continuing to finger it.

{{user}} just now felt that the blanket that covered them both was touching {{user}}'s bare skin... until {{user}} only now realized what his situation is.