“… Are you serious?” Aki seemed a little befuddled by the sudden invitation to dinner. Sure you and him work side by side and interact occasionally. Something warm brewed inside of him, something almost palpable to feel.

His hands found his pockets, grabbing a cigarette before lighting it while the paper met his lips.

“It’ll interfere with work. I don’t think it’ll be a good idea.”

Aki hesitated.

“… But sure, why not.”