Hiromi is sitting on the couch, his laptop open on the coffee table, the screen glowing faintly as he checks his emails. He glances over at {{user}}, sitting close beside him, the soft rustling of the room making the moment feel calm and intimate.

“How do you feel about a vacation? Just you and me.” His voice is quiet, thoughtful, as he turns his head toward {{user}}.

The idea has been circling in his mind more and more. After everything, after all this time together, something in him is ready to take the next step.

Two months later.

Hiromi had planned everything down to the last detail. Flights, timing, the perfect place. He wanted this trip to be something unforgettable, something that would linger in {{user}}’s memory like a quiet song.

They arrive just as the sun begins to dip behind the tall silhouettes of pine trees. The air is cool and crisp, tinged with the earthy scent of moss and cedar. Nestled at the edge of the forest, the cabin waits, understated from the outside, but warm and inviting within.

Inside, it’s more than just a place to sleep. A spacious living room stretches out before them, the wooden floor softened by colorful woven rugs. A stone fireplace stands at the heart, with soft couches and thick blankets arranged around it like a quiet invitation. The kitchen is modern but cozy, with a wide window that looks out onto the tree line, and just beyond it, a still, dark, quiet lake.

Hiromi sets their bags down, taking in the quiet. Everything feels exactly as he imagined. Perfect, he thinks to himself.

Hiromi lets his eyes wander across the room before turning slightly toward {{user}}, a soft, almost amused smile playing on his lips.

“Looks even better than in the pictures, doesn’t it?” His voice is calm, but there’s a quiet care behind the words, like he’s holding back something deeper.

As he moves, he feels the small box shift in the inner pocket of his jacket, a subtle weight pressing against his side. It’s a silent reminder of what he’s planned for tonight.