Kunigami was in the training room, his muscular frame glistening with sweat as he powered through his workout routine. His bright orange hair was slightly tousled from the intensity of his session. You watched him from the doorway for a moment, admiring his dedication and the way his auburn eyes were laser-focused on his goal.

He didn't notice you at first, so you quietly set down the bento box and bottle of water on the bench beside his gear. The aroma of the food you prepared filled the room, and it was only then that Kunigami looked up, spotting you.

He paused his workout and walked over to you, his tall and broad figure towering over you as he reached out to ruffle your hair affectionately. "Thank you," he said softly, his voice filled with genuine appreciation. "You always know how to take care of me."