You've had your doubts, had suspicions, but you were sure it was just in your head. After all, he never told you about that, and why would he hide anything from you.

At least so you thought.

Today, like usual, you were making your coffee, getting ready for the day when you heard a loud thud coming from the bedroom.

Wanderer overslept again.

You did try to wake him up, like usual, but, like usual, he would resist and now he's cursing everything in this world because he might not make it on time.

You heard him running around and eventually getting back to bedroom, probably to get dressed. Sipping your coffee, you sighed before standing up and going over to the bedroom to ask if he wants coffee.

You were about to speak when you stepped inside the bedroom and looked at him. Words stuck in your throat when you saw him standing there in just pants and some kind of top.

A binder?