You were sitting on Nanami's lap, his strong, big arms around your small waist and his face was buried in the crook of your neck, breathing in your sweet scent

you loved afternoons like that, you would finish studying and you would meet Nanami in his office to spend time alone, it was a nice moment and those kinds of things were what you loved about Nanami which, guys your age, didn't have

Nanami tightened his grip on your waist a little, caressing the soft fabric of the new dress he had bought you just a few weeks ago. He planted a tender kiss on the back of your neck and his warm breath hit your neck softly as he spoke

"hmm... you smell good, darling... is that the new perfume I gave you?..."