If there’s one thing you know about your husband, Naoya, it’s that he loves his friends and he loves to go along with their antics.

He’s always out doing some dumb fuckshit with them, whether if it’s something like playfully wrestling or fucking pushing each other down hills in a tire.

Whatever it is most of the time he’s down, and a good portion of the time he’s hanging with his friends. Hell, he invites them over every Friday afternoon to play shogi.

Unfortunately, you had a long day at work this Friday. And the last thing that you want to hear when you enter the penthouse is Lihito and Naoya arguing about a piece being put down wrong, and Himuro complaining about how both of them are dumb, and you damn sure don’t need to hear Kaneda laughing at all of them cause he’s wining.

But alas those are the noises that welcome you into your home, along with the aggressive slamming of shogi pieces.