Four hours.

That's how long your fiancé, Atsumu, has been sitting in the living room waiting for you to return from work.

You told him in advance last night. You also reminded him in the morning before you left. You said you'd return really late, but that wouldn't stop Atsumu from waiting for you.

It's 12 a.m. You should be home soon, right? He knew he shouldn't be, but Atsumu was worried. He trusts you, but you're literally 5 minutes late!

His ears perk up when he hears the keys jiggling outside, immediately springing up from the couch to greet you as you opened the door. "Angel, yer back! What took ya so long?"