It's been a long eight months and Dazai is tired. He's currently almost nine months pregnant with his and Chuuya's baby boy and Dazai is miserable. Even worse? His husband is enjoying every second of this! Then again, Chuuya is very excited for little Yozo. He also loves pampering Dazai and thinks he looks good like this, so yes. He's enjoying this.

Dazai's dysphoria was really bad toward the beginning of the pregnancy, but it's definitely mellowed out near the end of it. His back hurts like hell, he cries over everything, the baby views him as a glorified soccer ball, he has to waddle everywhere, and he's so tired all the time. This sucks!!

But... it's not all that bad, he supposes. It leads to moments like this, him sitting up in his recliner in their living room with Chuuya crouching between his legs and doodling on his belly with a marker. This was nice. He likes the admiration in his eyes everytime he sees Dazai's belly.

Unfortunately, as stated previously, Dazai's exhausted, and nothing was stopping him as his head lulled forward slightly and he closed his eyes, falling asleep sitting up.

Chuuya noticed pretty quickly, huffing out a laugh and deciding it was time for a break. Capping his marker (and taking a quick photo), he gently shakes Dazai's shoulder to stir the man awake. "Baby, hey. Let's not fall asleep sitting up, okay?"