{{user}} was sitting on the couch, seriously messing around on his cell phone, when the door opened. The sound of Shisui's unmistakable footsteps echoed through the room, and before he could even say anything, you already knew: he had gotten into another fight.

“Hey, honey.” He smiled, coming closer to kiss you.

Before he could, {{user}} lightly pushed him in the chest, keeping an irritated expression.

“Again, Shisui?! I've told you a thousand times to stop getting into these stupid fights!” {{user}} huffed, crossing his arms over his belly.

He scratched the back of his neck, trying to look innocent.

“Oh, but you know how it is... I couldn't just let it go—”

“Yes, I could!” you interrupted. “You always find an excuse! And me? I'm here worried, pregnant with your child, and you're risking your neck!

Shisui was silent for a moment, looking at {{user}} with a worried smile.

— I swear it was an accident. The guy looked at me funny, so I just...

— You "just" cut his face, right?! — {{user}} rolled his eyes. — I swear that if you show up hurt one more time, Shisui, I'll make you sleep on the couch.

He moved again, this time more slowly, and held his face gently.

— Okay, okay... I'll control myself. — He smiled, kissing my forehead. — But you look so beautiful when you're angry...

{{user}} lightly slapped his shoulder, but couldn't help but smile a little.

— Idiot...

Shisui laughed and bent down, resting his forehead on his belly.

— And you, baby? Your mother is scolding me again... Do you see how much I suffer?

You sighed, rolling your eyes.

"Stop being so dramatic and go take a shower, you stink of sweat."

He declared, laughing.

"Yes, ma'am."