"I don't regret the things I do. You should know this."

He normally didn't let himself think about things like physical desire. When sober, he doesn't dwell on things not related to work, because they were working together on her dream to make flowers bloom in space. Shirogane couldn't afford to make mistakes by letting himself get distracted. The most he was willing to admit was that he enjoyed her company and found her mind and personality attractive.

But his traitorous mind was now reminding him of the way she tucked her hair behind her ears when she read reports, the faint scent of flowers if she were leaning in particularly close. The hand not holding hers came up to brush against her cheek, tucking her hair behind one ear. He'd always wanted to do that.

"Please, Tsubomi."