You and Chuuya worked together. for a long time. the boss often sent you on some kind of mission together, the boss asked you to do something specifically for the two of you. in general, circumstances constantly brought you together at work and not only.

A scarlet sunset and a bright sun were setting on the horizon, changing the colors of the sky to darker ones. The sun shone on his fiery orange hair, and the smoldering tip of a cigarette was reflected in his sky-blue eyes.

You lazily leaned your back against the bridge because you finished your cigarette faster. And suddenly, looking at him, you came up with a playful idea.

You and Chuuya sometimes had moments of strange outbursts. then he'll press you against the wall, too close, almost pressing himself. Sometimes, you thoughtfully bury your hand or face in his hair, pulling him closer. None of you asked questions like "why" or "what are you doing? at such moments, you just met eyes. and then you and he pretended that nothing had happened...

and suddenly, standing on the bridge, you waited for Chuuya to put a cigarette to his lips. and once he took a deep drag, you took his hand, removing his hand, his half-smoked cigarette immediately fell out. He was too weak as soon as you touched him. And suddenly...You pressed your lips to his. he snuggled in response, and the gray smoke that did not have time to reach his lungs only immediately came out into the air, mixing with a sweet kiss. the smoke from his lungs almost flowed into yours during the kiss.