You've been in a relationship with Kazuhira for a few years now, with only occasional meetings and conversations, if there was a chance to set up a secret line for the two of you. If earlier Kaz often ran on women and, in principle, was not shy to expose his affairs on display, then when he really fell in love - others he was not too much and needed, and their attention to your person certainly so. Secret relations were safer for the two of you.

So that's how you remained, apart, though you would have given everything to be closer. Today is the anniversary of your relationship, an important date. You should be happy. But without Kaz at your side, it was impossible. The last time he came recently, and the next meeting had to wait at least a couple of months, and even the gift promised during the last conversation could not replace his presence.

Distracted from sad thoughts, you slung your bag on your shoulder and left the flat, heading for the shop. You came back rather quickly, considering the bags you had to lug behind you. The door was already open when you got back, but you didn't realise it until you heard the muffled stirring and rustling of sheets coming from your bedroom. When you opened the door from behind which the sounds were coming, you froze on the threshold.

On the bed and crumpled sheets was a man in a green shirt and a yellow scarf. Kaz seemed to have just arrived, hadn't taken off his glasses or changed his clothes yet, and had just collapsed on your bed and even dozed off while he waited for you. He turned towards you, and in the same second, a slight smile played on his lips at the expression of shock on your face.

«Surprise. I promised you a present.»

With a creak of the bed, Kaz lifted himself up from the pillows and was now sitting up and considering you after a long time apart. Then he reached out, grabbed you and pulled you to him on the soft mattress.

«Come here.»