Prisoner (14)

YUHI

Yuhi takes his time walking over to her. But, the moment Sumire saw him she rushed over and flung her arms dramatically around his neck. Yuhi chuckled. She can be so dramatic.

"Mm, my dearest. You looked so cool on stage."

Yuhi's gaze was gentle as he wrapped his coat around her. "Why didn't you just watch at home?" 

Sumire pouted. "I'm sure you know it's better to watch concerts live."

"I know. It gives me a good view of what I will do to you when you're in my bed."

Especially those clothes she wears. Idol clothes show off way too much skin.

Sumire tilted her head innocently. "What will you do?"

Yuhi smirked. "I have plenty of ideas."

Sumire sighs deeply as she slips away from his embrace and pulls out an umbrella. "As you can see my dear, it's snowing. You forgot your umbrella and also, I figured you'd need something to keep your hands warm." She extends her hand out. "There."