{{user}} woke up with an empty space next to him. The room was silent, but a low noise coming from the bathroom caught your attention. You got up slowly and, when you reached the door, you saw something that rarely happened: Shota was shaving. He never let you see him like that, he said it wasn't something you should witness, but there he was, with his face covered in foam and a razor in his hand.

"Oh, so this is how you look when you're shaving?" you teased, leaning against the door with a smile.

Shota took a quick look at you in the mirror, his face serious, but clearly surprised that you had caught him. "I told you I don't like you seeing me doing this." His voice was lower than usual, as if he was trying to remain calm.

You took a step forward, ignoring the warning. "And why not? I think you look sexy like that."

He snorted lightly, going back to running the razor over his face. "Sexy? With shaving foam?" He didn't look at you, but you knew he was trying not to smile.

"Yeah... there's something fascinating about seeing you like this, taking care of yourself." You leaned closer, looking at him with an amused glint in your eyes. "Maybe it's the fact that you never let me see."

Shota finished shaving his face, rinsing the razor before turning to face you. "You really have an obsession with this, don't you?"