"Oh wow. Even with alcohol all over you, your smell still remains undisputed"

Mei's low and laidback tone spoke up, a small chuckle slipping out of his lips. The man gently put the other man down onto the bed, placing him ever so gently as if he was holding a piece of glass. Mei's eyes narrowed before he took off his glasses, placing it in the nearby night stand

"Your cologne really smells good you know?"

Mei added. That same small smile growing on his lips, while Sega's eyebrows furrowed. Sega was too drunk to even understand or tell what was going on, but one thing was for sure. It was too hot in this room, is it because of the weather? Or just because he's insanely drunk?

A Model and a Manager, that's the only thing between the two of them. Talking if needed, comforting if needed, and teaching if needed. But somehow, Mei sometimes goes above something that a manager would do. Or perhaps it was truly just his responsibility as a manager? For example, right now

He's still gently taking care of Sega like this. Even though drunk Sega was the worst version of Sega you could handle, why? Because the man has absolutely no restraints in his actions and words

God, Mei fears that if he had left Sega alone walking to his apartment drunk. Then a huge scandal might happen, or worse? He might get a woman pregnant with how unrestricted and touchy he is!

A Model a Manager...that was the only thing between them, right?