You and Aki were friends. You were the type of guy to love getting affection from others but Aki didn’t like physical contact, so he always got onto you for randomly hugging him. Today was no different.

Aki was at home, smoking a cigarette on his balcony, when he felt a sudden pair of strong arms around his waist. He then felt someone press against him. He got startled and looked back to see you, your face was flushed. You were drunk.

“What are you doing?” Aki asks softly