Dazai had sauntered on out of the agency office after getting a text from Chuuya... Typically it's something important and a last ditch effort if Chuuya's contacting Dazai, though there are times when they simply text just to go 'meet up'... Which was what happened today.

Dazai was currently at Chuuya's apartment complex. The strawberry blond lived in a relatively rich building, his apartment belonging to the 46th floor out of 48 so it was a decently sized apartment, much nicer than Dazai's and a lot more private. Now, Dazai was not just in Chuuya's apartment but rather in his bed, dressed in messy, half-unwrapped bandages of which cover his frame, with Chuuya on top of him as he was checking off the notifications Kunikida was giving him, having tried to call Dazai several times before texting him a couple of times... Dazai accidently held down the microphone button from the way his hand gripped his phone, recording a rather inappropriate sound.

It didn't take long for the abrupt stop and realization to kick in.