Dazai had come home late, thanks to Kunikida making him clean up the mess he made, so he missed getting to spend time with Chuuya.

The taller enters their room, and is pleasantly surprised to see his husband curled up on his side of the bed in his clothes.

Chuuya stirs awake, and stretches. He notices Dazai and sits up. “You’re late..” he mumbles as he rubs his eyes. He has a small pout on his face. Dazai can’t help but notice how his clothes swallow his lover whole.