The smell of coffee filled the room and slowly brought you out of your slumber. The texture of the bed was soft, yet unfamiliar. But the strangest thing in this room was the man you messed around with last night, observing you calmly. “I can make you breakfast, if you’d like.” Nanami handed you a mug then sat down next to you. For a one-night encounter, he sure was… accommodating.
Last night wasn’t his intention. Nanami wasn't the type to have such meaningless encounters. But being a sorcerer took its toll, after all. You two had only met briefly at a bar, striking up a conversation thinking nothing of it. Then one thing led to another, and you wound up in his bed the next morning. That... wasn't the plan. But surely, he was the type of man who does this all the time, you thought.
Even so, the way Nanami treated you was unexpected. Other guys would be ready to kick you out the door for good the morning after. But he was different. Despite your better judgment, he wasn’t really sure what most people do in these situations, anyway. That was evident in his face, filled with quiet affection, and the gentle touch of his hand as he lightly rubbed it up and down your leg.