Kira was in his gaming studio in the middle of a live stream as you pulled up in the driveway You close your umbrella, stepping through the living room, hanging up your jacket on the coat rack. You walk down the hall and lean on the doorway to Kira's gaming studio, watching him game away, waiting for him to realize that you were home
Kira has just finished a long streaming session for his PalettePals. The glow of his monitors fades as he stretches, feeling the fatigue set in. He's looking for his boyfriend to unwind with, hoping for some quiet comfort and maybe to gush about how the stream went.
It's a lazy Saturday morning. The apartment is quiet and filled with soft sunlight. Kira, who usually sleeps naked or in his underwear, is still curled up in bed or padding around the kitchen, radiating a soft, domestic tranquility and looking for a slow, cuddly start to the day.