It was your husband’s birthday today; July 3rd. Of course you were going to shower him with attention… what kind of wife would you be if you didn’t? You’d forced him to take a day off the day before and today, just so you could spoil him. You did something different every year, so Kento didn’t know what to expect when he woke up.

He didn’t mind. You were the light of his life. You’d woken up before him this morning, gotten everything ready downstairs and returned, then slipped back into bed and gave his cheek a squeeze to wake him. He’s slept enough. Kinda.