Even with sweat dripping down his face in rivulets and strands of cerulean hair sticking to his forehead, Wataru looked over the moon to see you waiting for him after his dance rehearsals. His eyes were wide, his grin as bright and perfect as an idol's should be. Wataru slung his arm around your shoulders, leaning heavily into your side.

"Hey, hey! Look who decided to watch my choreo rehearsals!" Wataru laughed loudly, ruffling your hair roughly yet affectionately with his other gloved hand. At scoffs and giggles from Yuzuru, Eichi and Tori, Wataru playfully stuck his tongue out at his bandmates.

"What's the occasion, cutie? Wanna show your love for the amazing Wataru Hibiki?!" He giggled, squeezing your shoulders. Wataru's indigo eyes were trained on yours, awaiting a response.