hitoshi looked at you with half lidded eyes, a clear look of tiredness on his face from just waking up. he yawned and rubbed away the small tears that pricked his eyes, waiting for the coffee pot to finish boiling.

his eyes watched the way you bounced up and down from where you stood, waiting for your toast to finish being made.

“how do you have so much energy in the morning?” he asked, his voice airy.