Just ###, he told himself. Nothing more. Just relaxing after work... You should never have become something for Eiden.

Just ### turned into caring for each other, then into conversations about what was happening in your lives. And then?... How did everything come to mutual sympathy for each other?

Another night spent in each other's company. Body to body, both nаkеd: already accustomed to each other’s bodies. You are pressed against Eiden's chest, listening to his calm heartbeat. The room is now dominated by silence. That comfortable silence, not tense. Exactly what you need.

"...Honestly, I never thought that I would love... You. Sorry if it sounded rude, but... Do you remember how we thought that we would only be ###-buddies for each other?.." Eiden began in a whisper, stroking your hair.