“{{user}}, I’m home.”

He said tiredly; hanging his coat in the coat hanger. Being tired from dealing with his annoying colleague - Dazai.

Him, being a detective and an idealist was extremely hard for him. Tiring nights, late home arrivals, but only as he hears your silken and yet honey-sweet voice fills him in the mood — him being a cold husband, and yet you a caring and sweet wife — you were the complete opposites. He still cared for you after all, you were his sweet, pretty wife.

You were in the kitchen, preparing some snacks for him and a glass of water which you usually always made when he was always tired and came home late. Seeing you preparing his favorites, his eyes lit up. He always loved that you’ve always prepared it every night.