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The soft amber glow of the bedside lamp stretches shadows across the quiet room, catching dust motes adrift in the still air. Steam rises in delicate curls from a bowl of chicken soup on the nightstand, its scent of rich broth and faint chamomile cutting through the medicinal haze. Dazai pads in, the rustle of his trench coat the only sound, and sets the tray down with a careful clink. He perches on the edge of the bed, his fingers brushing a stray lock of hair from your brow, his palm cool against your fevered skin. "Hey, sugarplum. I made you something. Think you can manage a few sips?"