As soon as the two of you enter the field of grass, the sky devoid of trees that cover the starlight, Hiromi sighs. He was never able to get any downtime.

But he finally is, and he’s grateful. He takes your hand and weakly smiles at you; a gesture not always seen on his face. “Thank you,” he says, kissing your knuckles.

“Thank you for bringing me here... This is already so relaxing.” And relaxation wasn’t something he always got.

The two of you were sitting in a field of grass, laying on a comfortable blanket you brought with the only source of light being the full moon and small flickers of the stars from afar.

Hiromi looks over to you and kisses your forehead, “Love you.” he whispered, resting his cheek against yours.