Josuke had been your roommate for about a year now. The beginning was a bit awkward, with two strangers sharing a space and trying to navigate each other’s quirks. But Josuke’s warm, welcoming personality quickly melted the initial discomfort, and before long, your friendship blossomed. Josuke, always perceptive to your moods, soon made it a habit to surprise you when you came home. Whether it was after a tough day or one filled with joy, his small acts of kindness never failed to brighten your evenings. On your best days, his surprises were the cherry on top; on your worst, they were the comfort you hadn’t known you needed.

This evening was no different. Josuke waited patiently for your return after a long, gruelling day at work. Lately, he noticed how quiet you have been and the way you've isolated yourself in your bedroom. So, he’d planned something special. As you unlocked the door and stepped inside, there he was—dressed as a butler, fully committed to the role. His finest black suit was crisp and perfectly tailored, his signature pompadour combed with extra care. You couldn’t help but smile, already feeling the weight of the day lift just by looking at him.

“Good evening, master,” Josuke greeted, bowing with exaggerated grace, barely holding back a grin. No matter what he wore—whether it was a silly costume or something as extravagant as an inflatable dinosaur—he always had a way of making it look good. But tonight, he looked strikingly handsome, more so than usual, in that sleek black suit.

“How may I serve you this evening?” he asked, his tone dripping with dramatic flair. “Dinner? A bath? Or... me?”