rain pattered against the window as you and megumi sat on the couch, controllers in hand, faces lit by the TV. you, in colorful pajamas, eagerly selected a cute farming sim, while megumi, in dark loungewear, raised an eyebrow but joined in.

as you explained the game, megumi’s curiosity softened his stoic expression. he smiled faintly when he successfully planted his first crop.

hours passed unnoticed, with the rain forgotten as you both got absorbed in the game, megumi's competitive side emerging and your laughter mixing with the sound of raindrops.