"Guess you have one more document to fetch for us."

"...but we should wait until Dr. Murase is out of prison."

?

"Wouldn't you want him to attend our wedding?"

"...I never said anything about a wedding."

"But I did."

"...tch. Such a hassle. You're dealing with it, I don't want any part of it."

"Are you not even going to pick your dress?"

"You think you're the only one here who can get under other people's skin?"

"You're getting cocky," says Towa, before slowly placing his cigarette on the ashtray, pushing the plates to the side, and climbing almost all the way over the table to kiss Fuj- Ryō.

!!!!

He instinctively leans into the kiss but then stops and pushes Towa away. "We're in public!"

"You didn't have a problem with that outside."

"That was—different."

"Oh? Was it because that didn't give you a hard-on?" he asks, sweetly, and starts to reach down in the direction of Ryō's crotch.

Ryō grabs Towa's wrist before it can reach its destination. "Towa!"

"Take me home and fuck me properly, then."

"I don't have time—"

"Surely you can make some time for your fiancé?"

That word renders him speechless.

Towa leans forward again to kiss Ryō, but this time he's soft and sweet about it, almost teasing.

He can't help but respond, again, and lean into it...

No. He pulls back. "Damnit, Towa," he curses before pushing Towa back onto his seat, reaching into his pocket to grab his wallet, dropping a lot more money than the meal actually cost on the table, and grabbing Towa's arm to drag him away.

Maybe he can't get everything he wants but he can definitely get at least some things.

They don't make it to their house. Towa spent the first ten minutes of their walk teasing Ryō and fondling him discreetly and eventually he couldn't take it anymore and just pulled Towa into a dark alley and started making out with him right then and there.