She seemed nervous.

'Alone together after so long.'

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'In his room.'

Yuhi predicted her current thoughts. She is probably freaking out inside. He didn't waste any time. After drinking a cup of alcohol, he pushed her down.

It was almost like she knew.

"Your mouth is still open; you can speak." Yuhi continued kissing her neck.

"I--I know. But like uh I thought you said."

"I did say I wouldn't." Yuhi agreed. "But tonight, you're prettier than usual, and I can't hold my feelings back. I want to touch you."

"Sumire, I won't harm you."

"I know you won't hurt me; it's just a bit scary sometimes."

"Then, should I stop?"

"I know you can't."

"Then-" Yuhi proceeded to loosen her clothes, but she became frantic.

"Wait, listen to me."

Yuhi sighed. "I'm impatient."

Sumire rolled her eyes. "You can be so unreasonable." She played with a strand of his hair. "I don't dislike this, but you know I don't know what to do."

"Even when you did it with him?"

At those words, Sumire seemed quite upset, and Yuhi averted his gaze, frustrated. "Sorry, it's not like that."

Sumire cupped his cheeks again. "You finally showed your anger. Yuhi, I know this isn't easy for you to accept. But something did happen. Even though we were flirting back then, I still did it with another person. Does that make me dirty? Do you not want me now?"

'Like hell.' Yuhi shook his head. "Don't misunderstand. I don't think you're dirty. What I hate is Nagawa."

"Mm, it's normal for you to resent him."

"He hurt you so much, and yet he still had the nerve to disrespect you further."

She was drugged badly and hurt. Nagawa should have brought her to the hospital, not his home. Or, if he respected her, he would have contacted Atushi or somebody else. He wouldn't have blatantly taken her home and even did that to Sumire.

"It's human nature to feel jealousy."

"Then this next part is human nature too." Yuhi kissed her pretty lips. "Tonight, I'll do my best."

Sumire laughed nervously. "Uh, then me too."

...

When he wakes up and doesn't find her beside him, he stands up, puts his pants on, and walks out of the room—cigarette in hand.

Although recently they have been sharing romantic moments, occasionally he would ponder. The entire time her violet orbs had not left him, she held a gaze that seemed to speak a thousand words.

'They are both going to be so very lonely being apart from each other, and he won't be the only one in danger.

Yuhi finds her in the kitchen, cooking. But the thing that stood out to him was her appearance. She didn't bother changing to proper clothes and clumsily put on the nightgown he tossed aside the night before.

He watched her from the door frame silently for a few minutes. His gaze fixed on the marks on her beautiful shoulders.

'I bit her too hard; what am I a monster?'

She must have sensed the intensity of his gaze since she turned around. "Ah!" Her gaze brightened. "Good morning Yuhi."

"Mmm, morning." Yuhi put the cigarette away and walked over to her.

"What are you cooking?"

"English breakfast. Lately, I've gotten better at making bacon and hashbrowns."

"I see."

The food was the last thing on his mind, though. His gaze lingering towards her clothes and the apparent marks of the lovemaking from the previous night. 'It is a good thing I didn't bring her back to the bar last night.'

He doesn't want her to carelessly walk around like this.

Yuhi wrapped his arms around her and hugged her from the back, inhaling her sweet scent. But that wasn't enough, so he turned her around and switched off the stove.

"Yuhi? What's the matter?"

He brought his lips to hers and kissed her lightly. "I just thought, I haven't seen you like this in a while."

A sight that became all too common ever since they lived together. Sumire waking up before him and making breakfast.

"Ah, because I keep getting hospitalized. We've both been busy too--" Her sentence fell short when he lightly nibbled on her ear. "Yuhi?"

"Last night, I think I went overboard."

Sumire laughed softly. "You don't have to worry so much. I am getting better. Besides, the live performance with Yumi-senpai is soon, and there is that TV program beforehand. I have to be discharged before then."

"Your discharge it's this week, right?"

"Three days."

There are just three more days of not waking up with her in his arms, three more days of torture. He is already at his limit though, that's why he asked her to stay over last night.

"Yuhi, if you can't wait, though-" He cut her off by kissing her again. "Nngh."

"I can wait," Yuhi mumbled. "I just feel overwhelmed since it's been a while. I didn't think you would agree to my request either."

"Why wouldn't I agree? You are my boyfriend. If you want me, I will come flying," She trailed off and laughed lightly. "Also, I think I've been a bit pent up too."

Yuhi raised his eyebrows at that. He isn't too surprised at her bold behavior anymore, but it still surprises him a little.

Even so, he wants to treasure these moments with her. Soon they will be very busy and won't have much time for one another.

She will have to continue dealing with the aftermath of the recent fight—the pending argument about introducing evolved humans to society.

The new forms of technology are being introduced - advances that are so rapid that one can't even sit down and think of it properly.

To continue radiating brightly as the top of the idol world, the top of the entertainment industry, and continue helping evolve 'idols' - no, to evolve the very meaning of entertainment.

They ate the rest of the meal in silence; it seemed both of them had a lot on their minds. But afterward, Yuhi pulled her down onto the large bean bag, so she sat on his lap.

"Yuhi?"

"Let's play some games and relax."

He did consider bringing her back to the hospital, but it's his rare day off. "You don't have any other plans."

Sumire covered her mouth and laughed. "That's true; then I will be in your care today."

Yuhi switched on the remote, and a random game appeared on the screen. He didn't know which one it was, but he knew there was a game inside the console already.

"You're so impatient. You can touch me again later, you know?"

"But, when you're tired, you're usually drowsy for the rest of the day."

It always feels wrong whenever he tries to do anything then because she's only half awake. A chuckle escaped her lips.

"I like how you're actually thinking of morals now. But you do realize that there's no need for you to think about it deeply, right? I like being held by you, "