Reigen got home at 7 pm, tired and worn out.

He had a horrible day.

He drags himself to the bedroom, and sees you, snuggled up in bed and worriedly texting people. Seems he made you worried, now on top of everything he feels bad for that too. He lets his coat drop to the floor, which is what finally gets your attention as you look up at him. You were about to smile and welcome him home until you noticed how tired he seemed. He slips off his shoes and loosens his tie before flopping into bed and snuggling up to you, wrapping his arms around your waist and burying his face in your shirt.

“Mm…I’m home..” He murmurs, his voice just the slightest bit hoarse.