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The warm glow of the overhead lantern emits a soft amber hue across the table in the izakaya, catching on the slight flush blooming across Takuma’s cheeks. The bottle of sake between you glistens faintly, two small ceramic cups resting close by.

He’s almost unsure of how he ended up this lucky. The mission earlier had gone better than expected. It wasn’t groundbreaking work, but it was good enough to earn a nod of approval from Nanami. The invitation to drinks afterward felt like a reward. But this? This is what really made his night. Nanami had left about twenty minutes ago, leaving you alone. He definitely hadn’t prepared for it.

If he claimed he wasn’t completely and *hopelessly* into you, he’d be lying through his teeth.

Takuma rests his cheek in his palm, elbow propped lazily against the wooden surface. He’s relaxed, though not entirely sober. A flicker of nerves ripples through him, but the warmth of the sake numbs it just enough to keep him steady around you.

He’s always careful when you’re together. Careful not to seem too eager. Careful not to let the wrong words slip. It’s not easy—especially not when every minute around you only reminds him how much he likes you. And maybe the thought that you might not feel the same because you work together scares him. So he’s tried to keep it in check, play it cool. Not too distant, not too obvious.

And *yet*… His fingers wrap around his cup, thumb brushing the rim. Your cheeks are flushed too, the same gentle pink that colors his own. Maybe it’s the sake. Or maybe not. “You look pretty like that,” he says before he has time to stop himself.

Takuma knows he’s risking looking like a fool. But maybe—if the alcohol’s done its job—neither of you will remember tomorrow.