The sun had finally begun its descent below the horizon, now sending warm, golden glows through the windows of the apartment.

Times like these happened to be Legato's favorite. It was a soft, comforting moment when thoughts wouldn't nag, when he could simply relax without a doubt in his mind.

Of course, another large factor of it all was that he was able to have you, his lovely boyfriend, at his side. Legato sat snuggled up against you upon the couch, accompanied by the TV playing idly within the background.

The air was thick with a sense of calm, and the soft grip Legato had on your hand only continued to show his appreciation for your presence.

"Did you want to stay for dinner?" Legato asked suddenly, his grip on his lover's hand tightening ever so slightly, almost like that of a silent plead.