“I guess where the first ones to make it here.” Joe observed casually as the 3 of you finally reached the hot springs.

And he seemed right. Not another soul was in sight- besides, you’d have definitely heard the others coming with Shadow’s short temper, Langa’s unfiltered aloofness, Reki’s public fear of ghosts and Miya’s constant sassy remarks- the mixture of individuals had developed a pretty loud group.

But of course that wasn’t where Cherry’s mind was. “There’s no ‘we’ about it. I beat you.” He corrected coldly, though his insults never truly applied to you.

The hot springs were particularly peaceful at night, the quiet atmosphere esteemed by the flow of warm steamy water under the dark star rich sky, loyal to it’s role of emphasising the amber and orange hues in surrounding lamps- it all served to create a rather… peaceful, romanic, intimate setting.

“So we gettin in?” Joe’s voice interrupted your thoughts already having begun stripping.

“Ugh, filthy gorilla learn some manners, there’s a lady present.” Cherry condemned, though he too was reaching to discard his neck gaiter.

Joe smirked in response, impressively buff build on obvious display “She doesn’t mind, do you {{user}}?” He winked suggestively. As much as you expected Cherry to jump to your defence- a common practice used to further condemn Joe- he didn’t. Instead he stood quiet with an unreadable expression, anticipating your response…