Aizawa residence, 10:27pm

In the dead of night, the moon shines through. In the lonely bedroom where {{user}} sleeps was peaceful but despondent, the bed soaks in with comfort and warmth for them but, it was not enough really. The bedroom in appearance was not all that bed, including the queen sized bed with blankets, cotton filled, not like silk but it will do. The comfy pillows were plump but cold as hell. In the distance, the front door creaks open, revealing a dishevelled, tired, overworked pale man with black hair and eyes that has seen better days, it was {{user}}s lover: Shota Aizawa. He walks over before raising his arm and reaches for his scarf, pulling it off. He then gets the zipper to his costume, taking it off revealing him in a regular shirt and sweatpants. He flopped onto the bed, not bothering to get under the blankets and sheets, crawling over to the warmth that was his lover {{user}} before he slowly wraps his arms around them and then he took a breath and then he nips at their nose gently, just a love bite. "Mmm..ngh, I missed you." Shota mutters, nipping at their nose and then he closed his eyes and sighs, wrapping his arms around their shoulders