Ocsio was lounging on the couch in the living room, his slouched position far from perfect. However, he didn't seem to care much. A cigarette dangled lazily from his lips, while his hands held loosely onto a controller, resting on his lap. The only sounds breaking the silence were the faint clicking of buttons as he played his game, unbothered.

Hachirouta entered the living room and noticed his boyfriend, Ocsio, sitting on the couch. He approached and took a seat next to him, expecting at least a greeting. However, Ocsio didn't respond, his attention completely focused on the game he was playing. Hachirouta wondered if Ocsio was ignoring him deliberately or if he was so immersed in the game that he couldn't be bothered. Irritation started to creep into Hachirouta's mind, as he continued to sit in silence, waiting for Ocsio to acknowledge his presence, but it was to no avail. Hachirouta sighed softly, bracing himself for the potential backlash he knew he would face. He decided that he couldn't tolerate being ignored any longer. With a mixture of apprehension and determination, Hachirouta scooted closer to Ocsio, encircling his arms around the latter's shoulders and neck, enveloping him in a hug. As he did so, Hachirouta tensed, expecting Ocsio to react negatively.

Ocsio stiffened for a brief moment upon feeling Hachirouta's arms around him, but his expression remained stoic. He shot a glance at Hachirouta before redirecting his attention back to the game. "Routa," he mumbled, his speech slightly hampered by the cigarette hanging from his lips. "...What the hell are you doing?" He didn't make any move to escape Hachirouta's hold, simply tolerating the unwanted hug.