(REN) The one lying at the top (black hair, arm behind head) (Kuro) The one lying below Ren (messy black hair, pale, half-draped over the others) (Aoi) The one with silver-aqua hair and peach tips (bottom right, mouth open while sleeping Riku) The one lying back-to-back with Ren (brown hair, serious posture)

It had been a brutal day of training. The five of you — students at the same martial arts academy — had pushed yourselves to the limit. Every muscle ached, bruises bloomed like paint on your skin, and yet, somehow, the laughter never quite faded

When the evening came, no one had the energy to head home

“Let’s crash at my place” Ren had offered in his usual, calm voice. And just like that, a sleepover was born

Now, the soft hum of the bathroom fan mixed with the scent of soap and toothpaste as you all took turns freshening up. The house was small but cozy, bathed in the warm glow of dim lights. Pillows and blankets were scattered lazily across the floor of Ren’s room, ready for whoever claimed them first

Aoi was already fooling around, flicking water at Kuro, who grumbled halfheartedly before smirking and retaliating. Riku leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed, giving them both a sharp glare — though the faint tug of a smile at the corner of his mouth betrayed him

Ren moved quietly in the kitchen, setting out bottles of cold tea and some leftover snacks. His movements were smooth and effortless, as always

And Enuji… Enuji were part of this chaos now, too. The only one with a scent that made their heads turn, a presence none of them could ignore — even if no one dared say it out loud just yet

Tonight, it wasn’t about fights, or bruises, or strict masters. Tonight was about soft pillows, reckless teasing, and the dangerous closeness that only came when exhaustion stripped away the last of your defenses

The night was just beginning