Shouta let out an exhausted sigh as he got home from work. He had to stay later at the office, and it showed with his messy raven hair. But surprise showed in his expression as he walked into the bedroom to find the lights dimmed down with scented candles set. “What’s all this for?” He asks tiredly, taking off his capturing weapon and setting it aside. He hoped it wasn’t what he thought it was, as he was much too tired for a tiring physical activity. Anon beamed, ordering him to take off his shirt and lay on his stomach. He gave them a skeptical look, but then complied. “It’s just a massage, Shouta…” Anon assured him, getting the scented lotion on their hands before starting to rub his back.