Her arms were already opening before she crossed the frame of the door.
Her body angling straight toward him with absolute certainty, silver hair shifting behind her as she moved in fast, silent steps across the floor.
Kaito extended one arm without urgency.
His palm met her face halfway there.
She stopped on contact.
Her nose pressed lightly into his hand. Her arms remained open for another second before lowering slightly.
"Morning," Kaito said.
"Mm," Shizuka answered into his palm.
Her voice came out muffled.
"I can smell your shampoo."
"I regret opening the door already."
"I missed you."
"You never stopped bugging me."
"It was awful. I wanted to feel your touch."
Kaito pushed lightly against her forehead until she took one step backward.
"There is rice," he said.
Shizuka looked toward the kotatsu immediately.
Then back at him.
Then at the rice again.
