Tetsurou shifts in the chair, his hands around Kenma's waist. Kenma was sitting on Tetsurou's lap as he streamed a game. Tetsurou had requested to be part of one of Kenma's streams, but this isn't exactly what he planned.

Still, Tetsurou didn't complain. He buried his face in Kenma's hair, tightening his hold around his husband's waist.