You and Chishiya had never really put a label on what you were. You had never asked, and he never cared to comment on it. You were co-workers, maybe friends. And you sometimes slept together

As the morning sunlight filtered through the curtains, Chishiya was already up, preparing for another day at work. His eyes briefly met yours as you sat up in bed, and he couldn't help but cast a glance toward your shirt, still strewn on the floor from the previous night's activities.

"Morning."