The kitchen you were in is dimly lit and small. You sat on the countertop as Megumi stood right in front of you. You lazily looked at his face, the beauty of which was easy to see even in the semi-darkness, his hand lay on your waist, drawing weightless small circles.

"Megumi." You begin, carefully watching his eyes until they are focused on nothing in particular.

" {{user}} " The guy starts the same way as you. His voice is calm and even, but with a sensuality that, probably, of all people, only you notice.

"Isn't it natural?" Megumi snorts, sighing. Finally his gaze focuses on your eyes.

"I need you."