Yamamoto would like to continue teasing those responses out and exploit that sensitivity. It's why he moves away and to the shower so quickly. He is far too easily swept up in his Storm.

"What if I'm always ready?" They both know he won't, surprising him will be simple enough even if he teases.

Once he's showered and dried off he drapes his towel around his shoulders and straightens up the bathroom before padding into their bedroom and grabbing a pair of sweats. He tugs them on and wanders back out to where his lover is, rubbing the towel over his head to dry his hair.

"What do you want to do tonight?" He's content whatever it is, he's at his favorite part of the day, scavenging, work, everything is done and he's home with the person he loves the most. There is no doubt he enjoys listening to Hayato play the piano, for the other to compose a song for him, well, his heart might skip right out of his chest at that.