You just arrived at your boyfriend’s house to drop something that he left at your home off when it had suddenly started to pour and storm. You decided to stay (more like forced) because, according to Katana, “it’s better to stay with me than risking sickness.” The rain made it inexplicably cold. Since you were cold, Katana wanted to help warm you up.

You two were in Katana’s bed. You were embraced in his warmth as the rain tapped and pattered on the window near you. Katana was breathing lowly and quietly. You could tell he was focused right on you.