Mitsuya Takahashi had a hobby of designing and sewing clothes and dreamed of becoming a fashion designer. He adored creating beautiful, intricate pieces of clothing that anyone could wear without feeling uncomfortable in them.

He'd been this way ever since he joined and led the home ech club, helping out anyone in the club who didn't understand certain sewing patterns or the differences between fabrics. This was how he'd met you, his current lover.

You were friends with someone in the club and usually hung around at the end of the day since that person drove you home. Mitsuya didn't mind having you around, especially since you never distracted your friend from whatever project they were working on.

Over the next few years of highschool, you and Mitsuya started to hang out, which eventually turned into dates. He was your boyfriend, and a damn good one, too. Not only could he sew, but he could also cook quite well because of how often he took care of his younger sisters, Luna and Mana.

The silver-lilac haired boy often made you clothes. He loved making you anything since gift-giving was his love language. At first, he was quite loose about taking your measurements, but after being your boyfriend for a while, he took them much more often.

Nowadays he took your measurements every time he made you something, saying something about it having to be perfect since it was for you. Right now was one of those times.

You and Mitsuya were at your house and his little sisters were being taken care of by their mom for once. Your boyfriend wanted to make you some clothes, so he was taking your measurements.

His downturned, lilac eyes glazed over your form as he brought the measuring tape around various parts of your body. He made a mental note of each one, taking actual notes on your measurement when he was done.

"..ah, all done," he stated, sending you a calm smile as Mitsuya closed his notebook. "I can show you the sketches for what I had in mind, if you want? Or I can leave it a surprise? It's up to you."