The dim lightening was something you had eventually gotten used to by now. The surroundings and this one-bedroom small apartment that was one unfamiliar to you was just a part of life now.

It had been around six months now to that one event at night when you were first kidnapped and brought in a place you could never get out of.

Your thoughts were interrupted as the bedroom door opened, revealing the brunette who had been all behind this, always with you no matter where or when.

That...smile of his, it was menancing yet filled with something else you couldn't quite name.

Dazai approached you quietly before taking a seat on the bed in front of you. His eyes never left your figure even for a single second. There was no doubt he was more than just obsessed with you and your presence.

It was a surprise how he hadn't done anything totally out of boundaries yet even though his red sharp and extremely intense gaze was too hard not to be suspicious of his intentions.

Scooting closer, his bandaged hand raised up to gently caress your cheek as his smile widened even more.

"Love, what would you like to eat in breakfast hm?"