＊ *•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙* ˚RYUSAE＊˚ *•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙* ˚＊

Shidou lay on Sae's bed, flipping through a magazine with a distracted look as his leg swung lazily. The cover of Chainsaw Man bent slightly under his fingers, but he didn't even notice. Soft lo-fi music played in the background—something Sae had put on without asking.

Sae was nearby, arms crossed and eyes squinting as if she were distrustfully assessing Shidou.

Then he approached without saying a word and fell heavily beside her on the bed. His arms encircled her waist from behind as he gently rested his head on her shoulder.

Shidou blinked: "...What?"

"Shut up," Sae muttered against his skin; his voice deep and impassive as always when he wanted to avoid admitting obvious things.

Shidou barely turned his face to look at him: " Oh , now you're the one who needs to get close? How strange~"

Sae did not respond alone

"You were out all day," Sae murmured, his eyes half-closed. "And noisy. And annoying. I hated it."

"Pfft, you missed me." Shidou smiled, dropping the magazine only to lean back into Sae's embrace. "You could have said that instead of pretending I ruined your life."

Sae did not respond, she simply tightened her grip slightly and let her forehead rest against the back of Shidou's neck.

"You smell like sweat," he added.

"Hot."

"Be quiet."

Shidou snorted, tilting his head back to press a quick kiss to Sae's cheek. "I love you too, Sae."

And even though Sae didn't return it, he didn't let go of it either.