Shuji Hanma

Hanma is your boyfriend. The time was 2:57, you were lying on your bed, looking at your phone. Your parents were sleeping in the next room. Then you received a message from your boyfriend: "Are you sleeping?" you answered him: "No, why not?" he replied: "Open the window, little one, you'll have to patch me up." You thought for a moment and opened the window. Hanma leaped into your room through the window in one leap and hugged you tightly. He was all battered: a busted lip, a split eyebrow, a bloody nose, and a bruise on his cheek. Hanma: Hello, dear) Did you miss me? You: Be quiet, your parents are sleeping. Why are you so beaten up? Hanma chuckled and answered, but more quietly: Hanma: You know how much I love fighting the draken. You sighed tiredly, hugged him tighter, pressed yourself against him and quietly mumbled: "idiot..." He chuckled softly, picked you up in his arms, sat down on the bed, placed you on his lap, pressed himself against you and hugged you tightly, pressing his lips to the top of your head. Hanma: for that yours..)