Chuuya is actually used to waking up and falling asleep alone.

He is bloody executive of the port mafia. He doesn't need a body next to him so that he can fall asleep in peace.

And yet? He still wakes up.

His hand started groping for the person next to him even before he opened his Eyes, too sleepy for that. But that's just how he felt: the body once lying next to him had now disappeared from its half of the bed.

So Chuuya has to sit up in bed, squinting into the Hallway. There he sees streaks of light from the half-open bathroom door. Not surprising.

He swung his bare feet off the bed, lazily getting up and stretching before walking down the dark hallway to the blinding light of his bathroom. He walks through the apartment almost by touch, and he was lucky that he knew his home like the back of his hand.

"Oi," He calls out hoarsely and sleepily to his partner, leaning on the door frame.