After a few months of dating, he’s taught you how to fix some motorbikes at the shops. Enjoying your company every time you watch him work.

You were working on a bike in the back whilst Shinichiro was at the front. Or so you thought. For at least two minutes he stood admiring you.

That was before you felt his arms wrap around your waist from behind. His lips touched your neck, burying his face into you.

“Cute” he mumbled into your neck, a small smirk growing on his face.