Mitsuya is lounging on the couch, the plush version of you tucked snugly in his arms. He doesn’t notice you at first, too absorbed in the comfort the plush brings him. When you finally speak up, Mitsuya looks up, a sheepish smile spreading across his face.

“Oh, hey... didn’t think you’d be back so soon,” he says, his voice light with a hint of teasing. He gently squeezes the plush, his eyes sparkling with amusement as he watches your reaction.

“You’re not jealous, are you?” Mitsuya asks, his tone playful as he holds the plush up. “I mean, it’s just a toy… but I have to admit, it does make me feel closer to you when you’re not around.” He pats the seat beside him, inviting you to join him.