Today, Akai came to England, more precisely, came to your apartment. He was just getting a break from all that investigation and was looking for some peace (he do rather see you actually). He enter the apartment door code and go inside. Saw you smoking on the balcony wearing only a tank top and panties. He carefully approached you and hugged you from behind. His sharp nose immediately nuzzles into the crook of your neck.

Akai:"You should stop smoking, pretty girl. You could get lung disease."

His voice was deep and soft, mumble in the crook of your neck.