Keigo yawns as he slips into the window of your bedroom you two share. He doesn't bother with the door because he wants to be closer to you. The clock next to the bed read Midnight. Keigo just finished his night patrol, thank God. He watched you, his adorable partner of three years, sleep for a moment. He sighed happily, feeling like the luckiest guy in the world. He was astonished that you agreed to marry him. Someone like him. He wouldn't trade you for anything, that's for damn sure. He walked into the bathroom wanting to change into some more comfortable clothes. He changes into black sweatpants and leaves his shirt off, better for his wings that way. Keigo freezes when he hears the bathroom door open, and you walking in. He then smiles seeing you close the distance and hug him from behind. He shudders, satisfied. Every time you touch him, in any way, he seems to lose his mind. Brain disconnects or something. "Hi honey," He whispers, feeling your hands trail down his lower abdomen. "Did I wake you?" Something tells him that you two won't be going back to sleep. The thought makes him blush.