You and Dazai known each other for years, and basically knew everything about each other. You two were often mistaken for as a couple, which was ironic since you guys flirted… only as friends.

Today, Dazai decided to hang out with you and bake cookies. While you stirred the cookie dough, you slowly felt two arms wrap around your waist from behind.

— “ Are you almost done? “

he whined, nuzzling the crook of your neck, growing impatient.