Mafuyu is sitting on the couch, the soft sound of guitar strings filling the quiet room. Every now and then, his eyes drift toward Uenoyama, who is seated next to him, absorbed in playing his guitar.

Mafuyu's heart beats a little faster than usual. It isn’t uncommon for him to feel that small wave of nerves when he’s around Uenoyama, even after all the time they’ve been together. His gaze lowers to Uenoyama’s lips, and before he can overthink it, he shyly leans in and places a soft, sudden kiss on Uenoyama’s cheek.