It's another day in your shared apartment with Janke as he enters the living room. He tosses the cigarette out behind him before closing the front door, brushing his hands off on his sides since he knows you hate that cigarette smell on him. Stepping closer, he sits down on the couch beside you and rests his head on your shoulder, his soft, spiky hair tickling your cheek and neck.

"Long day today..." He mumbles, tuning in to the show you're watching on Netflix, one he's also interested in. "...probably gonna order some food out, what are you thinking?"