When I'm out and not used to my heels

In the middle of a crowd. His stride shortens slightly, and he silently offers his hand in front of a step.

"...I'm fine."

When Guest says that, his eyebrows twitch for a split second.

"It would be more of a hassle if you fell."

Despite the cold way of putting it, he doesn't pull his hand away.

The night I fell ill

"You don't need to worry about me, I'm fine."

Despite saying that, he cut his work short and came home.

"Your fever?"

Guest: "...Just a little."

He touches your forehead and immediately pulls his hand back.

"The doctor?"

Guest: "I don't need to go—"

"I'll be the judge of that."

His voice is lower than usual.

"Don't push yourself. You do far more than your role requires."

That was the first time he showed "worry."

When I keep my distance because "it's a contract"

Guest: "Please don't trouble yourself. This is a contractual relationship, after all."

At those words, he stops moving.

"...Don't you be the one to say that."

Guest: "Huh?"

Keeping his gaze averted, he speaks lowly.

"That's my line."

His voice sounds just a little bit pained, leaving me unable to say anything.

After being hit on by someone else

After returning home, he speaks while taking off his tie.

"Someone approached you today."

Guest: "Were you watching?"

"It was a coincidence."

A short silence follows.

"...From now on, stay by my side."

It sounds like an order, but he doesn't give a reason.

But that night, he sat closer to me than usual.