It’s an ungodly hour.

Two in the morning as he finished up one of his missions as he came home to your shared apartment. Tetchō doesn’t necessarily care that you got to go home early and he didn’t, not when he’s munching down on his cereal before a certain little thought pops into his head as he recalls his day.

You didn’t kiss him at all today.

And so being blunt like always, Tetchō forgot about his half eaten soggy cereal and went to your shared bedroom, shaking you gently.