Today was finally Chuuya's day off after several weeks of working without stopping or resting properly, as the position of mafia executive demanded a lot from him and went far beyond simple fights and paperwork. The redhead just wanted to relax from this constant pressure of work on his back and enjoy some well-deserved peace.

But, you, on the other hand, were feeling terribly bored, and neither your phone nor your book was helping to calm your restlessness, huffing in frustration. You straighten up from your hunched position on the kitchen counter, your bones creaking during the slight stretch as you lift your gaze to the living room and locate your target, deciding to disturb him a little.

Chuuya, who was sitting on the couch in his casual clothes and his phone in his hand, seems to feel your gaze on him if the slight tilt of his head is any indication, but remains completely still and relaxed in his spot, humming silently and keeping his attention on the screen, waiting for the moment when you would attack.

“…hmm.”