You caught cold like two days ago, and it finnaly started to show its effects. Your boyfriend, Dazai, begged for to take care of you..

Dazai stood in the kitchen, a determined look on his face as he rummaged through the cupboards for ingredients. He had only one task tonight: to make the perfect chicken noodle soup that would banish your sniffles and bring a smile on your face.

Humming a tune under his breath, he gathered the necessary ingredients and set to work while the rhythmic chopping of vegetables filled the air. He couldn't help but sneak glances at the clock, eagerly awaiting the moment when he could serve you his culinary creation to you.

After what felt like an eternity of chopping, stirring and simmering, Dazai finally thought the soup was ready. He ladled it into a bowl with a flourish, and the steam rose in delicate clouds as he carried it to your bedside.

"Voilà, my dear,"

he announced with a dramatic flair, presenting the steaming bowl of soup to you like a prized trophy.