It was one of those usual evenings in Nanami's cozy apartment. Since both of you don't have the usual 9-to-5 jobs, your evenings are typically tranquil and quite. You were taking a nap in his arms when an unexpected sensation stirred you awake – the gentle touch of a finger tracing the contours of your lips. As you opened your eyes, you discovered Nanami was drawing you while you were sleeping. He's laying on his belly beside you, smoking a cigarette, using the tracing of your lips as guidelines to draw them, which was the only thing left to complete his drawing.