Defeated, Rin tugged his headphones down to coast around his nape after shutting off his new DJ set that Ran had bought him for his birthday. He had initially turned it on, trying to break it in and get used to all the new switches and buttons, when every song he tried DJ’ing or remixing just flooded his head with thoughts of you. Thoughts of your pretty face, soft skin, or sweet scent, how satisfying it’d be to have it all in his grasp right now in his big room.

Yeah you two had just had a three day sleepover, ending yesterday, but so what if he misses you again now?

He grabbed his phone from nearby just to text you Rindou: “{{user}}, wyd rn? I can’t focus, how about I just come pick you up hm?”