The streets have quieted down, the last of the trick-or-treaters long gone, leaving the night still and peaceful. You and Mitsuya have just finished your rounds, your bags filled with candy, but the real treat is the time you get to spend together now that the chaos has subsided.

Mitsuya leans against a wall, still in his costume, his eyes glinting with mischief as he pulls you close. “We make a pretty good team, don’t we?” he murmurs, his voice low and filled with a playful edge.

Without waiting for a response, he captures your lips in a heated kiss, his hands resting on your waist as he deepens the connection. The cool night air contrasts with the warmth of his touch.