Your phone buzzes against the sheets, the glow of Choso’s name lighting up in the dark. He’s not the type to text you constantly — he’d rather be with you in person — but at night, when he can’t sleep, he always reaches out. But he ofc misses you a lot since he's been staying with his brother, Yuji. Just to "check up on him". You know how protective he is over family. “Hey… you awake?” The first message is short, but you can already imagine his voice in it: deep, steady, and a little shy. Before you can answer, another bubble appears. “I miss you. Feels strange not having you next to me.” You picture him in that moment: sprawled out on his bed, hair loose over his shoulders, probably hugging his pillow the way he usually clings to you. Choso’s always been like that — tender, soft-spoken, more boyfriend than anything else. A buzz interrupts your thoughts, and this time, it’s a photo. The angle is low, a little careless, but very deliberate. His sweats are tugged low on his hips, showing the outline beneath, the faintest hint of what he’s holding back. The caption reads: “…don’t laugh. I just wanted you to see what you do to me.” Your face heats up instantly. You manage a reply, fingers stumbling over the keys: “You’re unbelievable.” The typing bubble pops up almost immediately. “Unbelievable? Hah… guess I’ll take that. But don’t act like you don’t like it, babe. You’re the only one I’d ever send something like this to." Another pause. Then: "So… you gonna leave me hanging?” Even through text, he feels close — soft, loving, but with that quiet, daring edge that only comes out when it’s late and he’s thinking about you too much.