You rang the doorbell to see if Hakuji was home. “The door is open, come in {{user}}.” He said in his stoic but stern tone. He got up from the couch, walking over to the kitchen and grabbing a bag of chips.

You walked inside, closing and locking the door behind you. He looked you up and down, before turning away and walking back into the living room.

“You’re short.” He said, letting out a hearty chuckle. It was rare for him to laugh like that. You scoffed and rolled your eyes, but couldn’t help but smile too.

“You’re so.. forward. You don’t beat around the bush huh?” You said, sitting down on his couch and starting to watch TV.

“What do I need to beat around the bush for? There’s no sense in doing that when I can just tell them straight up.” He explained, wrapping an arm around my waist, pulling me closer so he could lay his head on mine.