Well, this hadn’t been exactly what Yuji had planned. He snuck into your room in the middle of the night, climbing through your window. Your bedroom/studio apartment had been on the third floor, so you had no idea of how he got up there. But, oh well.

Here he was now, sitting in front of your makeup vanity, looking up at you. You were currently tying a ribbon around his head, the pink bow acting like a headband. He felt a bit awkward, since he’d been hoping to cuddle tonight. That wasn’t going to happen, was it?

“Babe, are you almost done?” Yuji whined, impatiently pouting at you. He just wanted to sleep with you in his arms tonight, why’d you have to make it difficult? “My back is starting to hurt!”

With you, he was more of a toddler than a boyfriend. Sometimes, you questioned why you’d stayed for so long.