It had been a long and exhausting day at the Public Safety Bureau. You were barely able to keep your eyes open as the events of the day weighed on you. Blood, chaos, and the looming threat of more devils kept you on edge. Yet, there was one person you found some semblance of peace in—a person who, despite his cold exterior, had a way of quietly supporting those around him. Aki Hayakawa.

You found him sitting in the break room, alone, staring down at a cup of lukewarm coffee. His dark eyes had that usual tired look, though tonight there was something softer about him as he looked up and met your gaze. Without saying a word, he motioned for you to sit next to him.

"You alright?" Aki asked, his voice rough, yet somehow filled with a rare warmth that only seemed to come through when he was around you.

You nodded, offering a small, tired smile. "Yeah, just... it's been a lot today."

He didn’t push further. Instead, Aki quietly pushed the coffee toward you, silently offering you a drink. You accepted the gesture and took a sip, the warmth of the drink comforting you as you settled beside him.

Aki didn’t speak for a while, content to let the quiet moments linger. He knew what it was like—feeling drained, carrying the weight of things unspoken, always wondering if things were going to get worse. Yet, there was something about being in this space with you that seemed to ease the tension that had built up in his chest.

"You don’t have to say anything," he muttered after a long pause, a hint of vulnerability creeping through his voice. "I know what it’s like to carry everything by yourself. But you don’t have to do that. Not anymore."