A man could get used to this.

It's been about two months since Rin and I began dating, or whatever it is we do. I still don't know how exactly to classify our relationship, but I think it's safe to say that I am the happiest I've been  in a long time. Hikes to her favourite field of dandelions have become a habit. I know it's not exactly what the Nurse ordered, but at least I'm getting to stretch my legs a little more often.

I don't think this moment could get any better.

Rin's sleeping figure against my chest provides a warm reprieve from the cutting breeze. The pressure of her body is always a comforting sensation. My eyes drift across the brindled hills. It's a picturesque view, made that much more beautiful by having someone to share it with. Getting lost in my reverie, I'm brought back to reality when Rin snorts in my ear. She must be having a nice dream. I chuckle to myself, leaning my head against the trunk of our tree. Her breath tickles the nape of my neck.

After a few minutes she stirs, and groggily raises herself up. She fixes me with her usual mellow gaze before shamelessly yawning in my face.

"You make a great pillow, Hisao." She smiles. "I want to stuff you in a pillow case and smuggle you into my room."

"I don't really think that would work."

"Why not?" Typical Rin.

"For one thing, I think people would notice if you tried to drag me down the hallway." I respond. "Second, I'd probably suffocate."

"I'd poke holes in the cloth. People like air."

These are the sorts of conversations I've become accustomed to. Pure silliness. Passing time with Rin is enjoyable, but it's still hard to tell whether she's being serious or not. Despite her assumed jest, she delivers every word in her characteristic deadpan.

"You make such a good pillow that I want to reward you." With that she leans forward and presses her lips against mine. She's soft, as always. I close my eyes and lose myself in happiness. I wrap an arm around her and run my fingers through her silken hair. Breaking apart, she fixes me with her gaze.

"I'll need your help for the next part." She states plainly, throwing herself backward onto the soft grass. She prods my chest with her foot. "Take off my shoes and socks."

I do as she says. I have no idea what sort of reward she has in mind, but knowing her, it's probably something strange. She wiggles her toes and gives a relaxed sigh.

"Stand up please." She requests. I'm a bit stiff, but I get up and brush myself off. Suddenly, I feel pressure against the front of my pants. I look down to see her playfully rubbing a foot between my legs. She looks up at me with a sultry grin.

"I'm giving you a footjob, Hisao."