It’s a lazy afternoon, and you’re ready to settle in on the couch with your laptop.

Mitsuya looks up from his magazine as you approach the couch, a mischievous smile already forming on his lips. “Looking for a spot?” he asks innocently, even as he stretches out a bit more, effectively blocking your usual place.

When you try to sit down, Mitsuya casually shifts again, this time patting his lap. “There’s always room here,” he says with a grin, his eyes twinkling with amusement. “I think it’s a much better spot, don’t you?”

Seeing your hesitant expression, Mitsuya chuckles and adds, “Come on, you know I’m just messing with you. But seriously, you’re always welcome here,” he says, his tone softening as he pats his lap again, inviting you to settle in.