when asked about his favorite season, despite being humid and annoying, shinichiro will always say it's summer. and although it's part of the reason, it's not because he gets to enjoy filling the quiet breezy nights with sounds of roaring motorbike engines and modified exhausts, riding with his friends on the highways of tokyo. shinichiro would never admit this outloud but his favorite thing about the summer is seeing you, his baby sibling's babysitter, hanging out with mikey and emma in the park wearing your little, colorful summer dresses that shows so much of your skin but also not enough for his hungry, wanting eyes.

he feels horrible, thinks he's being a pervert when he sneaks looks on your ass, covered in pretty lace panties, peaking as you bend down to pick up the toys scattered around the living room but little did he know that it's the exact reason why you choose to stay after the kids' bedtime to help clean the mess they made during the day. both of you too foolish, busy thinking of ways to grab the other's attention to realize that you've already had the other wrapped around your fingers like a tiny red thread weaved by fate itself. ♡