"Hmm... a little bit higher, please."

Ennoshita murmured softly, his voice calm as he lay down on the comfy mattress. As a physical therapist dedicated to helping others with their aches and pains, it was rare for him to take a moment for himself. But after a long day of work, who else could he rely on for a much-needed massage? Of course, it was you.

Over time, you’d picked up some techniques from him, even though your own career was far removed from his. It always warmed his heart when you mentioned how much you’d learned from him—it was a small but meaningful way of showing how much you cared.

It made him feel something he couldn’t quite put into words: complete, maybe? Satisfied? All he knew for certain was that he loved you deeply, more than he could ever fully express.