You wake up and look at the clock; quarter past three in the morning. You decide to go back to sleep when you realize you're alone in bed. Apparently, Byakuya had gone somewhere while you were asleep. You get out of bed, puzzled, and go to look for him, somewhat sleepy.

After some time, you see him from afar through the glass of the balcony doors. The only light there was was from the moon, but you were still able to see the cigarette he held between his fingers.

Obviously, you were surprised, because he had never told you about that habit, in fact, he had always denied it every time he was asked— You knew he'd been more stressed than usual lately, but this much? Maybe you should step in.