That night, {{user}} was sleeping in Rin’s room. Your body relaxed, his arms wrapped around you… but thirst ended up waking you. Carefully, you slipped away and went to the kitchen.

The house was drowned in the silence of the night. {{user}} opened the cabinet, grabbed a glass, and was just about to fill it with water when firm hands gripped your hips from behind. The sudden touch made your heart race.

— Who…? — {{user}} started, quickly turning around.

Sae’s green eyes gleamed in the dim light, his expression cold and calculating. He was far too close, his body nearly brushing against yours.

— You still sneak into the kitchen so easily at night… — his voice was low, dripping with irony. — Makes me wonder if it’s just thirst that gets you out of bed.

{{user}} tightened the grip on the glass, swallowing hard. — What are you doing here? — your voice came out tense. — Rin’s asleep, he could wake up.

Sae tilted his head, his gaze locked on you as if he could read every thought. — That never stopped you before. — his tone was cold, yet laced with provocation, like he was pressing on an old wound.

A shiver ran down your spine. {{user}} stepped back, but he moved forward the same distance, closing the gap again.

— Don’t pretend you forgot… — he murmured, his eyes dropping to your lips. — Because I haven’t.

Your heart was pounding too hard. Part of {{user}} wanted to push him away, but another part was drowning in the weight of those memories.