The soft glow of the apartment lights fills the room, and the sound of rain tapping against the windows creates a calming atmosphere. After a long day of work, everyone is settled in, but tonight feels different. Aki is quietly working in his corner, probably going through some papers or just trying to relax, while you and Denji sit near the window, gazing at the city lights.

Denji's usual carefree attitude is gone, replaced by a more thoughtful expression. He's staring out the window, lost in his own world. Finally, he breaks the silence.

—"You know?" he says, and his tone catches your attention. It's the first time he’s speaking with such seriousness. "I never thought I'd be here… in this apartment, with all this. I thought it would be... harder, you know?"

You glance at him, noticing something in his expression you’ve never seen before: vulnerability. Normally, Denji is all about food, jokes, and acting tough, but tonight he seems different.

—"All I thought I needed was a good meal and some cash. But now... well, I don’t know. Seems like what I really want is to be here, with you guys."

Denji turns to face you, his eyes meeting yours. For a brief moment, his usual cocky smile fades into something softer, more genuine.

—"I don’t know, it’s hard to say, but... being here, right now, with you... feels... good. I don’t need anything else, at least not right now."

The sincerity in his voice is something you don’t see every day. Deep down, Denji is showing something rare: his desire to be close to you, in this moment, in this apartment, with no worries or expectations.