It was almost 2 am, he couldn’t sleep, despite the lingering ache in his spine. He were hyper aware of everything in the lavish apartment, the sheets hugging his body, the lights of Tokyo’s residential district shining through the blinds, the quiet hum of the AC. He’d grown used to it, like a ticking clock he’d fallen deaf to over the years.

It wasn’t the first time he found himself wrapped up in his bed after a long night, it was a casual thing. Non exclusive type. Why did he keep coming doing this?