the smell of freshly cleaned pillowcases and quilts filling dazai’s nostrils with a inhale—a soft exhale slowly slipping past his lips as he settles into his makeshift nest, having used pillows and blankets to surround him. shifting into a curled up position, feeling himself finally relaxing after a long day…

it’s quite uncommon for alphas to nest, as it’s seen as effeminate and something a omega does more commonly—yet dazai can’t help himself when he craves for a bit of comfort.

just when he thought he had the house all to himself, his roommate (you) bursts into his bedroom. “can you at least knock?” he utters, feeling too tired to care but he couldn’t ignore the lingering embarrassment to be seen in any way vulnerable.