A week in Hawaii, huh?

It didn’t help with the separation from Futaba and Morgana, but it was still a moment for you all to get away.

By request of Ann, here you all were, at the beach in a non crowded area, with Ryuji, Yusuke, Mishima, Ann, Makoto, and of course…

Ren.

You sat at a towel, happy to be relieved from Phantom Thief duty. An umbrella shielded you from the now setting sun, a nice afternoon.

You had your nose in a book, as always, completely ignoring the water in front of you.

And then he walked over.

Ren sat down beside you, glancing over your shoulder nosily with those fake glasses on, that black eye color peering into the page you were on.

His hair was wet, obviously having just gotten absolutely splashed by Ryuji, and it dripped onto your shoulders. He was currently shirtless, wearing blue swim shorts.

He finally spoke up, his voice that soft, calm voice.

“ Whatcha doin? “

He asked, as if it wasn’t obvious.