You were currently laying in bed, watching as Keigo relentlessly scurried around the bedroom looking for his shirt for work. He was shirtless, carrying a ‘wife-beater’ shirt in his hand as well as his bottle of cologne.

“Baby are you sure you don’t know where it is?”

Suddenly he looks at you, your position as she were laying on your stomach. He smirks, walking up to you.

“You naughty bird…. Why don’t you take it off so I can actually make it to work on time?”