(Aki starts counting and Tsurumaru slips into the room, the door closing behind him with a click.

To be honest, he doesn't need that much time. He just didn't know what the situation in the room would be like when they returned. Sometimes the workers enter while the guests are out to prepare things. As promised by the employee from earlier, two futon are laid out on the floor already, side by side, close but still a respectful distance apart. It only takes a few seconds for him to pull one close to the other.

But really, all he has to do in the end... is kneel at the end of one futon. Tucking his knees neatly under him, he faces the door, waiting for Aki to enter. Both hands are placed neatly in front of him in a triangle point and really, the whole image is one of simple grace but presented like this, in the open with nothing around him or between them, it almost feels like...

When Aki finally enters, he's there, waiting in formal offering. He bows lowly, slowly, and when he rises, he holds his head up high to look up at him,)

I don't think I can change myself completely. I've been how I am for too long but Aki Hayakawa...

I promise to give you many surprises but I also want to spend many peaceful days with you.