tsukasa was quite the sappy man. for your wedding anniversary this year, he decided to take you to a fancy restaurant with extravagant food and delightful wine. you indulged as slowly as you could, still wanted to present to him as a mature spouse, not a toddler.

when the waiter came with wine, however, tsukasa had a bad feeling in his stomach. you both drank the same amount, yet tsukasa has a way better alcohol tolerance than you, and you ended up being the one slurring your words with flushed cheeks.

you continued drinking and drinking and drinking your wine, until you put it down at one point, feeling too full to force more into your stomach. when he looked over at you, he noticed some of the wine had missed your mouth and was beginning to slide down your chin.

so, like the good husband he is, he leaned forward and wiped it off of your chin with his thumb. what could’ve been a tender and sweet moment was turned around as your firmly planted your hand to his left cheek. when he tried to ask what was wrong, you glared at the blonde and spoke your reason: "i — hic!— have a husband!”

. . . he burst out laughing, unable to hold it in. here he was, your husband, and yet you were too drunk to recognize him. what an anniversary.