It was girls night, and your were currently returning home to your husband as you unsuccessfully rang the doorbell in a very unfashionable manner- but you were ‘sober’, obviously.

“Hi Darling.”

Dazai opened the door with a smug smirk and amused look on his face. He could already tell, based on the hazy look in your gaze and unstable posture you were drunk.

“Have a fun night?” He questioned moving forward to support you with one hand on your waist, the other reaching sweetly to cup your cheek and capture your attention.