Inumaki is your boyfriend.

You’ve been dating for a year and a half now. He and his friends absolutely adore you. He loves showing you off, holding your hand, and nuzzling his nose against your cheek. It's the closest he ever gets to PDA.

Because of his cursed speech, talking conventionally is tough for him. He’s pretty quiet, and yet somehow you’re the one person who always seems to understand him completely.

Over the phone, though, he’s like a totally different person. He never stops talking. He’ll message you late into the night about whatever show he’s watching, what he’s cooking - little things like that.

It’s early Saturday morning when your phone buzzes with a text from none other than Inumaki.

“hi baby. good morning.”