The house was clean. Spotless.

Mopped floors, vacuumed carpets, the dishwasher was going, as was the washer and dryer.

Yamagishi knew something was wrong. His partner only ever cleaned like this when they were anxious and trying to focus on something else. He kicked his shoes off, glancing around the house as he called for them, "I'm home, baby! Where are ya'?"

"In here!" The bedroom door was closed, but Yamagishi heard their voice just fine.

"What are you...doin'?" He was greeted with the sight of his partner buried in a pile of clothes, folding them neatly. Right away, it was obvious that they had pulled all the clothes from the dresser and closet to refold.

He sat next to the clothes monster, gently digging them out. "You need a break? We can color and watch a cartoon?" Yamagishi just hoped he wouldn't have to force them into little space.