Karasu drops his backpack next to the couchas soon as he enters the apartment, stretching as if the day had taken over his body. He glances at you and a half-smile escapes him unbidden.

"Ah… how lucky I am," He murmurs. "All day surrounded by idiots and I finally come home and find you here."

He taps your forehead gently with his knuckles, more affectionate than he'd ever admit out loud, and then plops down beside you, invading your personal space without asking.

"What? Don't look at me like that. If I don't come over, you probably won't even move," He says in his characteristic teasing tone, putting his arm around your shoulders to pull you closer. "So… what's the plan for today? A quiet night in, or are you going to drag me out again?"