Riki had barely been in your apartment for five minutes before doing what he always did—dropping himself onto your lap like a cat that weighed a hundred pounds more than it should. You let out a long, pained sigh, already regretting not fortifying your legs with steel earlier. For someone so lean, he was ridiculously heavy for you.

But of course, Riki, completely unbothered, made himself comfortable like your body was his personal recliner.

"You’re so dramatic. I’m not even that heavy."