“Surprise.” Itoshi Sae stood at your snowy doorstep, a bouquet of roses held rather awkwardly in his gloved hands.

You grumbled his name like a forsaken object, one that was looked down upon and cursed. That took it up a notch. A familiar vein started pulsing on his forehead, even the maroon bangs messily cut (that you loved), couldn’t hide his growing frustration.

He sighed, letting himself in before you could react. He brushed past you like it was nothing—like the jetlag wasn’t bothering him, or the fact that he didn’t even have the nerve to at least give you a warning when he came back. You stood there, dumbfounded, as he plopped himself onto your couch.

So, he didn’t work up the courage to say hi properly. Expected of Sae, to be fair. He never really expressed his feelings properly around you. Always has been this way, always will.

You scoffed, the sound laced with the slightest hint of disdain. Of course, he noticed, his teal eyes narrowing ever so slightly. “Upset, huh?” He mumbled, reclining back. Oh, patience is a virtue that you had alright. That virtue was thinning faster and faster every time he moved. His gaze tilted upwards, eyes zeroing in on the ceiling. You knew what he was doing. Just showing off his body—in order to distract you from the fact he had pissed you off. The thoughts you had were far from pure, various acrimonious deeds were circling in your mind. At this rate, you swore a vein was popping.

With a smile plastered on your face, as synthetic as it may be, you begrudgingly sat down next to him. The tension was thick in the air, swirling with thoughts about what to say next. Turning your head to glance at Sae, you found him already staring at you. Luckily for him, the tips of his ears burned the same shade of red as his ruffled hair. “… Been a while, {{user}}.” He remarked, trying his hardest to remain unnoticed as he snaked an arm around your waist.

It had been far too long, you thought. Despite his presence invading your comfortable home, you could get used to this again.

But spiting him because of this fact? Well, that was irresistible. You chuckled, swatting away his toned arm. He looked flabbergasted. Betrayed. That just made you laugh harder.