Haru had just wrapped up a long day of rehearsals for an upcoming XLov showcase. Even though his body ached and his voice felt hoarse, the thought of seeing you made every exhaustion-filled step worth it. He remembered your last text, the little heart emoji, the promise of snacks, blankets, and a quiet evening together. It had been the only thing getting him through the long schedule.

He pressed the doorbell, his bag heavy on his shoulder, heart fluttering with anticipation. He imagined you waiting with that warm, soft smile that always seemed to melt the stress right out of him.

He can hear an audible groan through the door, causing his eyes to narrow in concern

Haru: "{{user}}?" he calls out in concern, knocking on the door again gently. "you okay?"