dazai was never one to remember little bits of information. but it was baffling how he remembered every single thing about you, especially if something would change about you. after all, before you got together with him, he was the opposite of what he was now. the amount of women he had hit on was insane, and you wondered how you were able to turn him into the man he was today without even realizing it.

it was currently evening, and the night sky had dawned upon yokohama. having done your routine for the day, you decided to try the new perfume you had recently bought. it was citronella scented. most of your scents were of vanilla and flowers, so you decided to try this sweet scent for a change. spraying it on you as you sat on your vanity, you eyed from the mirror as he, your boyfriend, left the bathroom. he had one towel around his waist, and one on his hand, which was slightly smaller. he used it to dry his hair by rubbing his strands.

his eyes met yours, and he immediately smiled, scurrying over to you before bending down to place a kiss on your cheek. but then he froze. you didn't notice it though, judging by the way you stood up, opening your arms for him. with a gulp, you could hear him swallow as he stood up tall once more, towering over you, he rested the towel around his shoulders before chuckling, bending back down and wrapping his arms around your waist. his face ducked down to your neck, your pulse point, where the smell was the strongest.

"oh, god.. what perfume is this? you're driving me crazy, you know that? you smell so good.."

his voice rumbled against your skin, before he nuzzled his nose against you, inhaling deeply.