It was one of those morning afters, where you sat content in his strong arms. Here, now, you could give in for a brief moment; pretend you were his, and he was yours. You could enjoy his touch and his warmth in a half-awake state, content and blind to the world around you. That is, until Shiro’s warmth left from behind you.

“Getting up so soon?” You yawned a little, turning on your back and covering your mouth. You watched with a blurred gaze as he stretched, enjoying his still naked body.

“Yeah, its a bit of a busy day.” His voice was deep with sleep as he shrugged on his clothing, lazily tying it up.

“Oh are… we still up for later?” You sat up a little, not at all caring about your own nakedness.

“There was a later?” He replied, raising an eyebrow a little. “I didn’t know; I only go on dates with women who take me seriously, after all.” Oh, that stung a little. Without even batting an eye, he reached down, as you watched, and pocketed your underwear. “When do you want these back? Wait, not, I’ll give them back when you reconsider my offer.” He went towards the door, but you caught his wrist.

“Shiro… don’t be like this.” You said softly, looking up his dressed form.

“Oh, I’m the one being unreasonable, then?” He frowned and turned towards you again. “I love you _____. So much it hurts. I sleep with you so often hoping you won’t sleep with other people!” You sat silently on the edge of the bed, letting him continue. “So, yeah, excuse me if I’m a little unreasonable.  I’d do anything to have you as mine, and mine alone.

“I have a life I need to go back too...” You couldn’t even meet his burning gaze.

“It’s been nearly two years _____. Do you really? All you have is me.” with that, he left the room with a slam of your door. You didn’t jump, you just studied your discarded robe on the wooden floor.