Once both of them were done with their drink, they returned inside the mansion. Kyoya took the mug from her hands, intending to wash it together with his. He quietly bid her good night before they separated at the staircase. He wanted to go to the kitchen while she went upstairs to her room.
"Kyoya."
His step paused, his body froze once he heard her sweet voice gently calling his name from behind. He didn't turn around to face her. Kyoya himself didn't understand why.
"Do you mind if I continue making hot chocolate for you?"
Even though she sounded a bit nervous, he could still hear a smile in her voice.
He remembered a sudden surge of warmth in his heart, slowly enveloping his entire being. The cold and aloof eyes flickered a rare hint of tenderness.
"En."
