"God..." Nanami immediately rose from the couch the moment he heard the door open. He quickly glanced down at his watch and noted it was almost three in the morning. You had promised to be home by one o'clock at the latest, and here you were, hours late.

He was ready to snap with his usual "do you know how worried I was?" dad talk, but he gave up on the idea as soon as he saw your condition. Quickly, he made his way towards you, wrapping a supporting arm around your body to keep you from losing your balance. This was definitely not the right time for lectures.

"You're wasted," Kento remarked with a sigh, guiding you to the couch. He noticed your teary eyes, flushed cheeks, and unsteady steps. Ensuring you were comfortably seated, he crouched down to take off your shoes. "Do you need water? Are you feeling sick?"