POV, you're Dazai, Ship

Sitting in the kitchen, right on the table, you changed the bandages On your hands, humming to yourself some kind of lullaby. It was going to be a long and boring day, after all, your roommate, Chuuya, left earlier today and didn't even tell you anything. How rude of him... When you were done with your hands, you threw out the dirty bandages and stretched a little, decided to think about what you should do anyway. But suddenly you hear the door open. And your neighbor appears on the threshold with a disgruntled face, ignoring you, he just hangs up his hat and jacket before going into the room. Without saying a word, you follow him. Chuuya just flopped down on the bed with a tired look before closing his eyes. "...Dazai, if you keep quiet, I will be grateful to you." He says, muttering to himself, before closing his eyes and turning his head slightly away from you. Apparently he's not having the best day either.