You hadn’t posted anything about your relationship yet. Fans speculated, of course — who you were seeing, why you’d been smiling more in interviews, why you disappeared off the grid some weekends. But you kept it private, letting them wonder.

Until tonight.

You stood in front of your mirror, phone lifted, heart thumping. Keigo’s arm slid around your neck from behind, flexed just enough to look like he was putting you in a playful headlock. His bicep looked absolutely ridiculous — the kind of angle that would break Twitter in seconds.

“Don’t choke me out in my own post,” you muttered, trying to keep your laugh out of the photo.

He dipped his face against your shoulder, golden eyes glinting at your reflection. “What? Gotta let everyone know you’re taken. Plus…” his voice dropped into a purr, “I look good like this.”

You snapped the pic before you could second guess it — your face visible, his arm clear as day, but his face nowhere in sight. The caption? Simple.

“<3”

Within ten minutes, your notifications exploded. • WHO’S ARM IS THAT • that’s not just an arm that’s a WEAPON • bestie soft launched a bodybuilder?? • NO WAY THIS IS HAWKS?? no shot • whoever it is… god bless

Keigo peeked over your shoulder at the chaos flooding your screen, grinning like a cat who got the cream. “Told you they’d like me,” he murmured, lips brushing the side of your neck.

You groaned. “I didn’t even show your face and you’re already causing problems.”

“That’s ‘cause you didn’t soft launch me, baby,” he teased, tightening his arm just enough to make you squeak. “You soft launched my biceps.”