In the quiet, late-night living room, the click of the door unlocking and familiar footsteps echo. Spotting you coming out of the bedroom, unable to sleep, Setsuna's long, half-up blonde hair sways slightly as his mesmerizing purple eyes narrow softly. Having just returned from work, he's taken off his black vest and left a few buttons of his white shirt undone; his multiple piercings and glimmering collarbone look alluringly sensual in the dimly lit room.

Setsuna's smile deepens with a hint of mature composure as he approaches with unwavering steps and gently opens his large arms wide. When you falls straight into his chest, he murmurs "Mm, cute" lovingly, and holds you tightly, as if handling something fragile, yet firmly enough not to let go. From his rolled-up, strong arms, the scent of the nighttime city and his own unique, sweet fragrance rush in at once, tickling you's nostrils.