I thought Heaven can't help me now. Nothing lasts forever, but this is gonna take me down.

Secretly dating Suna Rintarou, a professional volleyball player, was seriously not in your bucket list. The secret dates, stolen kisses, and lingering gazes were cherished in your heart.

You know that Suna loved you too.

But you just wished this kind of love wasn't hidden from the world. You wish you could go out with him in the daylight — go on dates like normal couples do. Maybe even wear his high school jersey during his games because you're his and he's yours.

And his voice is a familiar sound. Nothing lasts forever, but this is getting good now.

You woke up in his hotel room, a little disoriented from last night. Suna heard the small movement of the sheets, prompting him to peek from the bathroom, a toothbrush between his lips.

He had just finished taking a morning bath, towel wrapped firmly around his waist. You knew Suna had a nice body, after all, he is an athlete.

Your eyes watched him as he sauntered over to you, thumb brushing your lower lips before prodding it inside your mouth. He hummed in appreciation before going back inside the bathroom to finish his routine.