Feathers drifted lazily through the morning light, settling over a bed that looked entirely like a war zone. Gojo took a direct hit straight to the face from a plush feather pillow.
That was the exact moment Akari froze, wide-eyed, as the full reality of what had happened between them finally caught up to her.
"Is this how you treat your personal bodyguard and savior?" Gojo laughed. He tilted his head, his smirk widening as he pulled her closer.
"I hate you," Akari sighed. But before she could push him away, his lips met hers, dismantling her defenses in one swift movement. Akari gave up and went along with it.
Hours later, the heavy afternoon sun beat down against the courtyard stones. Gojo finally slipped out of the room, leaving her to rest, right after his phone buzzed with a text from Kiyotaka regarding a sudden mission he needed to attend to.
"I'll be quick. Don't worry, someone will be here with you."
Then, a sharp, no-nonsense knock rattled the door frame. It was Kento Nanami.
"He better be quick. I'll be sure to bill him double for every minute past three o'clock," Nanami replied, his tone entirely serious as he pulled a notebook from his briefcase.
Akari chuckled, remembering what her sister had told her about Nanami long ago—his fierce hatred for overtime paired with his absolute dedication to his missions.
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