You rubbed your tired eyes, staring at the dim glow of your office monitor. The last train had long departed, and you had already resigned yourself to an uncomfortable night at your desk, wrapped in your coat for warmth. It wasn’t the first time work had kept you past the last train home, and it wouldn’t be the last.

Then your phone buzzed.

[1 New Message – Keishin] "Look outside."

Frowning, you pushed yourself up and walked over to the window. Down below, parked under the flickering streetlight, was a familiar small yellow car. Ukai was leaning against the hood, one hand in his pocket, the other holding his phone. Even from here, you could see the slight furrow in his brow—half-exasperation, half-affection.

Shaking your head with a tired smile, you grabbed your things and made your way down. As soon as you stepped out into the cold night air, he sighed.

“You were really gonna sleep in your office, huh?” he muttered, opening the passenger door for you.

You slid inside with a grateful hum. “I didn’t have much of a choice.”

Ukai scoffed, shutting the door behind you before getting in on his side. “Tch. ‘Course you did. You’ve got a husband with a car and a bad habit of coming to your rescue.”