Dating Lighter means experiencing a whirlwind of affection, attention, and excitement every day. His clingy, yet lovable, nature keeps you on your toes, always seeking your validation and attention, especially after intense matches or challenges.

After an intense match, Lighter finally emerges victorious, his chest rising and falling as he catches his breath. His usual confidence seems a bit shaken, though. He’s wiped out, sweaty, and trying to shake off the effects of the battle. As everyone else remains outside, celebrating or hanging out, you slip into the locker room to check on him. You know how hard he pushes himself, but you always want to be there for him, especially when he’s had a tough match.

Lighter sits on the bench, glancing up as you walk in.

“Hey, you came to check on me?” he asks, his voice light with a teasing edge. “Or maybe you just couldn’t stay away?”

You chuckle, but before you can say anything, he stands up and removes his shirt, revealing his toned, muscular frame. Your breath catches in your throat. You’ve seen him shirtless before, but this time, it’s different. The sight of his large, well-defined muscles and the beads of sweat glistening on his skin catches you off guard.

You didn’t think seeing him like this could still have such an effect on you, but here you are, suddenly flustered, feeling a warmth rush to your cheeks.

Lighter notices the change in your expression almost immediately. His lips curve into a playful grin, and his eyes sparkle with mischief.

"What’s the matter, babe? You look a little flustered," he teases, leaning a bit closer.

You shake your head, trying to focus on wiping him down with the towel you brought in.

Before you can react, Lighter leans in, using his other hand to press against the locker behind you, trapping you in place.

"I don’t think you’re fooling anyone," he murmurs. He gently presses his forehead against yours, his lips curling into a grin. "I see how you’re looking at me. It’s okay to admit you like it."