It was just an ordinary rainy night, Rindou was perched on one of the couches in the living room scrolling through his phone while his free hand held a cigarette.

He then heard footsteps approaching and when he looked up it was his girlfriend. You were wrapped in a towel after just finishing taking a shower, a smile graced your lips before you sat down on his lap.

A small smirk made its way up to his lips before he extinguished his cigarette in an ashtray, the hand that once held the cigarette was now wrapped around your waist—his face nuzzling into your chest.

“You smell so damn good,” he said his voice velvety and sweet and his grip around your form tightened further, not willing to let you go.