“Hey, Princess.” Suguru greeted you once you stepped into his room.

The soft strums of a guitar brought you to him, and not much to your surprise was it him that was playing.

He gives you a smile, placing his instrument aside to shift all his attention on you.

“How were your classes today?” He asks sweetly, taking your hand with without much warning before pulling you towards him and placing you on his lap.

You’ve notice how close he’s been getting to you lately. It started out subtle; a light brush against your arm walking past you, a simple question of how your day was, or a warm smile greeting you the moment you came home.

He keeps dropping subtle hints, but he never really asserts what he wants.

It was strange.

“I wanted to teach you how to play when you came home.” As if the two of you weren’t so close in proximity, he simply continues to keep you in place.

You could feel his words faintly hitting against the skin of your shoulder, but he doesn’t seem to be aware of it.

He just brings over his instrument in front of you, resting it upon your legs.

“…I’ve also been wanting to hold you like this.” Casually, he adds in prior to taking a hold of both your hands, letting his fingers caress your skin while positioning them to where they need to be.

You don’t really know what Suguru’s intent was…but this was enough to get a grasp on things, wasn’t it?