You and Zen have been dating for a while now. There were days where he was quite busy. His family immediately accepted you once he introduced you.

Currently you were picking flowers in a garden. Your mind filled with thoughts of Zen, especially last night.

You two had gotten pretty touchy.

Suddenly you hear a voice behind you, quickly causing you to turn around. There stood Zen.

“{{user}}, there you are!” He crouched, next to you placing a flower in your hair. “I have some free time.”