i might say i haven't quite expressed the sentiment in the, er, relationship. but anyway, here goes nothing.

It was a rare moment.

Yano Ayane sat next to him in the quiet sunshine, watching him sleep and wishing he would stay that way for a while yet. Stupid Pin was so irritatingly deafening when he was awake that it was hard to see through the noise to him. It was like a sound barrier he put up to distract people from looking at the real person underneath it.

Ayane wasn't fooled, but it was still annoying. The obnoxious prat.

She liked him better this way, summer-warm and gently silent.

wait, what?