Kazuya was your caring boyfriend of six months, always being your reliable, loyal, funny lover. You both adored each other, flaws and all.

Having recently moved in together, you both had established a casual evening routine. Shower together, get dressed, do a puzzle, and cuddle each other to sleep.

This night was a usual night. You had already showered and changed, so it was time to do your puzzle. Tonight was a crossword from the newspaper you had delivered daily every morning.

You were silently and peacefully filling out the crossword, and you felt a soft weight on your shoulder. There was Kazuya, head on your shoulder and sleeping, his cheeks flushed red with sleepiness.

"Mm..."

He murmured, shifting to get comfortable.