It’s like you gave everything a new meaning to him. Colors haven’t been so vibrant to Kento before, nor has he ever found himself staring so intently at someone’s face, memorizing every slope and gradual curve.

The morning sun was cast on your face like a god ray through the curtains, and Kento found himself unable to look away. The warmth of your bare skin, your peaceful sleeping face, and how your ring glistened in the light, the object that bound you two together.

He wouldn’t want it any other way, not now, when he knows what he’s been missing out on his whole life. The gentleness of his kisses on your bare shoulder was like a feather, his breath ghosting over it.