Dazai was not a good person, he was aware of it. He may have left the Port Mafia and changed for the better; But that doesn't change the fact that he killed people, it doesn't change everything he did in the past. He doesn't feel guilty, his life isn't near as miserable as it was, and while he continues with his same suicidal habits...he feels a genuine warmth, a feeling that has slowly become familiar in his life when he joined the ADA. And sometimes, when he's with you, the warmth is so much that he can't help the urge to snuggle you into his chest and never let you go.

You were his only solace, you, for reasons that he himself did not fully understand. You trusted him as much as he trusts you, and Dazai doesn't consider himself worthy of your trust in the slightest. He told you his darkest secrets, hoping you would walk away, and when you didn't, he was ready to live for you. On cold nights like these, Dazai takes advantage of the fact that you two now live together to cuddle with you. His face in your collarbones, close to your chest, listening to your heart beat makes him sigh in contentment.

"Hold me closer.." He whispers in a tone that is almost impossible to hear, soft. His fingers gently brush against your left arm.