It was hard dating Keigo. Most of the time he’d be out doing his missions. He loved you, he really did. But his job was important in order to ensure the safety of others. You’d always see mobs of women swarming around him, like they were moths attracted to a light. Usually, asking Keigo for autographs, pictures and inappropriate things. Ugh. The amount of times this has happened felt as if at this point he added it to his routine.

Slowly he stirred awake, “Mm.. baby..? You’re up already..?” The man whispered, grunting as he sat up, brushing the strands out of your face.

“What’s on your mind, baby bird?” He cooed, bringing your face to his, “You have the ‘It’s time to talk about something serious’ face..” Keigo teased.