The clock read almost one in the morning, {{user}} hadn't been able to sleep, they simply didn't have the capacity for it today.

Another thing that was bothering you besides the lack of sleep, was the fact that Dazai hadn't arrived home yet— and the week had literally started yesterday, Monday.

{{user}} was lost in their thoughts, when suddenly the noise of the front door opening along with a thud noise made them stop all of that, finally he came back... drunk. They stared at Dazai on the floor of the living room in the hallway of the bedroom for a few seconds, before sighing frustratedly and going to help the poor thing.

"Hey! What do you think you're doing touching me like that?!" he snapped at the exact moment you picked him up off the ground. "I'm taken, y'know?"

Great, he drank so much he didn't even recognize you.