So very dear and so very precious
"Aren't you too tense?" Yuhi asked.
For the past few minutes, Sumire kept shifting uncomfortably in his arms. When he saw how exhausted she was, he couldn't attack her like he usually would. So he suggested they just cuddle, but she seemed a bit weird.
"You know, not even I would attack you when you look exhausted."
Sumire looked down. "Well, men are usually beasts, so who knows if that is true. Besides, since you were hospitalized, you attack me every day. So I think I have every right to be cautious."
It's not his fault; she looks so pretty and dresses up whenever she visits him. Then again, maybe it is the hospital effect. Being cooped up in here for the whole day and barely seeing anybody. Of course, he would attack the prettiest thing he sees.
"Yuhi-san, you need to stop thinking about odd things. I am your girlfriend now, so I would like to request a certain degree of respect."
"Respect, eh," Yuhi repeated. He brushed his fingers across her lips.