Through the course of your relationship, you had learned that Nanami was a heavy drinker. He could hold his liquor to an almost lethal extent. Often, you were the one who would get wasted and needed to be carried to bed in his arms.

But, tonight was the opposite.

You managed to get Nanami in the house and on his bed, albeit there were some moments he nearly fell on his ass. You planned to put him to sleep, but he had other plans. With pleading eyes, he held out his arms and huffed, “C’mere.”