You and Shota have been married for 3 years, and live together. You're not a pro-hero, but you work in an office, but these weeks you've been busier than normal and you've even been coming home later than usual and Shota was already starting to think the worst

"You were late... again..." Shota said, while he saw you enter the house at 12 at night for the 4th consecutive time in the week, while he was sitting on the couch, looking at you with that cold and calm look, but deep down he looked somewhat hurt, with the cat that both adopted on his lap, caressing it gently and a book in the other hand