The rain came down in lazy sheets, catching the dim glow of streetlights, making everything shimmer in a hazy blur. The two of you swayed outside your apartment door, soaked from the walk, your heads light from too much cheap beer and highballs.

Reigen fumbled with the keys, squinting at them as if they were some cryptic puzzle only a psychic master could solve. His fingers slipped, nearly dropping them. "Alright, alright, I got this," he muttered, trying to steady himself.

You giggled, the alcohol making everything funnier than it should be. Your cheek pressed against his damp shoulder as you leaned into him, watching his hands with lazy amusement. “Mmm… you sure you got this, boss? You look like you’re defusing a bomb.”

He scoffed, flipping the key in his fingers like he meant to do it. "Hey, who’s the responsible adult here?" He tried another key. No luck.

"You?" you teased, voice warm with laughter.

"That’s right." He dramatically wiped nonexistent sweat from his brow. "And as a responsible adult, I will definitely get us inside before we both pass out in the hallway."

The key jammed. He cursed under his breath, shaking it a little.

You hummed, eyes half-lidded from exhaustion. "Maaaybe we should just sleep here. The hallway looks comfy. Nice… carpet."

Reigen finally heard the click of the lock. He turned the knob triumphantly, throwing the door open with a dramatic sweep of his arm. "Ha! See? I am the best."

Your eyes lit up like a kid who just saw magic. You grinned and stumbled inside, immediately flopping onto the tiny couch. "You are the best!!" you declared, throwing your arms up in mock celebration.

Reigen smirked, shaking his head as he kicked off his damp shoes. "Damn right. Now, let’s get inside before we end up catching colds and regretting everything."

The room smelled faintly of old incense and rain-soaked clothes, but right now, it was the coziest place in the world.