By the time Jin and Kaiya reached home, the weight of the day began to settle. The air was warm, quiet, and filled with a sense of familiarity that only their shared space could provide.
Kaiya disappeared into the bathroom to freshen up, leaving Jin sprawled lazily on the couch. His brown eyes trailed over to the clock—time was slipping away, but for once, he didn't feel rushed.
When Kaiya returned, her violet hair was slightly damp, cascading over her shoulders. She looked fresh, relaxed—but there was still a tinge of pink on her cheeks, an aftereffect of what had been revealed earlier.
Jin smirked, his eyes twinkling with mischief. "Kaiya, come here."
She glanced at him, hesitant for a moment, before slowly walking toward him. The moment she was within reach, Jin grabbed her wrist and effortlessly pulled her onto his lap.
"J-Jin!" she squeaked, instinctively wrapping her arms around his neck as she found herself cradled in his arms.
