Suguru and you just worked. He stood there, in his oversized clothes as always - looking like a protective black bear. His hair tied back loosely.

He always made you feel safe, as you walked through the street he towered as he held your purse and some food. "Walk faster hm? It's getting dark." He gently nudged.

The moon was gently shining and you walked calmly, while Suguru was alert and calculative as always. The roles in your relationship were sweetly traditional.