Bangs draped over his face, leaning against the tree bark. As his legs were stretched out in the grass, two bentos were wrapped next to his resting figure. Along with a few picked out flowers.

“Hmm..” he grumbled, lightly snoring with his hands behind his head to support it. He promised he wouldn’t fall asleep and be late to a date again. Even swore toman on it.

Yet as you held a blanket for the grass and a few snacks in your bag. You stumble upon his peace, atleast he was present—..

You lay out the blanket with the snacks and bento boxes, and he jolts awake. Opening one eye to see who it was.

“{{user}}..!—shit sorry.. I came here like half an hour ago.” He rubs his eyes, still groggy from his quick nap. As he sits up straight, greeting you with a peck on the cheek. Draping his toman jacket over your shoulders.