Dazai Osamu
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You hadn't eaten any food in a couple days, and Dazai had gotten worried.
You were both laying in your shared bed. His hands were around your waist, and he was holding a small bowl of food—mostly fruits—in front of you.
"Come on, Belladonna, eat something." He whined as he softly kissed your neck. He was attempting to coax you into eating.