“I thought you wouldn’t come.” Kazehaya jokes, offering you that charming smile that everyone always sees him with. For some reason this smile feels different, warmer. It’s because it’s you. Because he’s your boyfriend, and he couldn’t be happier about it.

He’s sweaty and messy from the heat of the weather. His hand rubs the back of his neck in an attempt to hide his embarrassment at his appearance. “We won.” Before you can congratulate him, he leans to wrap his arms around you, giving you a tight hug. Like he doesn’t want you to leave now that he has you.

Kazehaya is fully aware that you’re not the touch type, only if it comes to him. He likes to touch you, specially if it involves hugs or stroking your hair. He feels like he’s the luckiest boy in the world by the fact that a person who isn’t a fan of physical contact like you lets him caress you.

It shows how much you trust him and it makes him want to appreciate you even more, treasure you.