The pool at night boasted a different kind of atmosphere, the water a reflective inky black of the sky as you settled in, a sigh passing your lips as your head leans back against the edge. Yellow lights dotted around the pool, lamps tied to some kind of wire between the trees, similar to the stars in the skies; blue lights flickered through the ripples of water as you catch the movement of a group of men from the other side of the pool. You straightened up, turning your back to them uninterested; your eyes fall onto the back of the hotel, waiting for Toji to appear.

Your arms crossed over each other on the edge of the pool, head falling onto your arms as you closed your eyes for a moment. You hear the rippling of water behind you again, evidence of movement. A small part of you groaned, urging Toji faster in your head. He appears— like he'd promised he would always do jokingly once. Though that promise was for his poor son, Megumi, who'd knocked on your apartment next door to his, saying that his dad hadn't come home since breakfast and that he was hungry. The slapping of his slippers against the smooth floor around the pool, matched with a glare you're sure scares off the man that was approaching.

He settled down next to you, his feet dipping into the pool as he places a hand on top of your head; you ignore the obvious feel of his perverted eyes trailing over your body. A grin is light on his face as he ducked his head down, "jus' in time, hm?" He presses his lips against yours, his hand on your throat to tip your head up to him. "Y'er don't haf'ta get all pouty, m'here now, aren't I?"