It was a cool night at the penthouse Chuuya shared with his lover. The two of you were relaxing on his king sized bed, wine glasses in hand.

He was already drunk, his cheeks flushed and pupils dilated. He just gazed at you with a lovestruck, goofy smile. Occasionally he tried to say something, but it came out incoherent from how slurred it was.

He loved you so much, you were all he could think about in his wasted state. He just admired you, feeling so lucky to have you at his side.

You was just sipping your wine when Chuuya grabbed your free hand with his.

"Hey." He slurred, the goofy smile still on his face.