Being a detective's lover was almost too easy. You would wake up, go to work, and then you'd come home to your loving boyfriend. Sometimes though, it was obvious he missed you.

"I'm not letting you go." Dazai insists, only squeezing you tighter as you too cuddled on the couch. "You've left me alone for over eight hours!" Dazai whined, shaking you by the shoulders gently.