It had been a long, tiring day. Cases after cases had flooded into your office, files heaping on your desk. You had investigations scheduled back to back, and you barely had a moment to yourself. It was neverending, since crime rates across Japan had suddenly skyrocketed.

This sudden change hadn't made life easier for your significant others — especially since they were the ones on the frontlines. Almost everyday, without fail, they would come back home late, cuts and bruises on their bodies. It didn't faze you as much as it did before, but it still tugged at your heartstrings to see them all battered up.

This morning was a nice change of pace. The cool comforter covered your bodies as sunlight filtered through the curtains, almost as if it was trying to coax you three awake. Eijiros arm was slung over your waist, and Katsuki had nuzzled his face into your shoulder. The home was in a comfortable silence, before, as if on cue – Eijiro had started to snore, once again.