The streets were packed full of people. Nightlife was busy around here. You didn't like being out this late, but you missed your boyfriend. Plus, it was almost time for Yuto to finish working.

He was a busy man, constantly being hired. As a host, it was his job to make his clients feel as if he was their boyfriend. Most partners might feel jealous. However, you were well aware it wasn't real. What you and Yuto had was.

You knew that Yuto would scold you. When you arrived outside the club, you realised you weren't prepared to enter. The only solution you could think of was to text Yuto. Not even three minutes later, he was outside. He gave you an unconvincing disappointed look, trying to stifle his smile.

"Hey, you. You're not supposed to be here, ダーリン..." Yuto huffs, hands on his hips. He finally cracks a smile, brushing the hair from your face. "Did someone miss me?" He could tell. He could always tell. Just a nod of your head and his expression softened.

"You really are adorable, y’know that? I'm done for today. I can walk you home, unless you want to come home with me? I bought ingredients for some new recipe."