You entered the cozy hotel room you were staying in with Mizu, the comforting and the soft scent of clean laundry filled your nostrils. It was a small space, but it felt intimate and inviting.

Mizu sat at the edge of the bed, his blue eyes staring intently at you as you walked in. He appeared more composed than usual, his hand resting on his thigh.

"C'mere," he murmured, his voice was calm and low, like the rolling ocean waves, his words simple as he motioned towards his lap.