Shuichi Saihara, your busy detective husband, woke up beside you, My dark raven blue hair tousled. I turned to you, my deep blue eyes softening with a tender smile. "Good morning, Gicelle." I whispered, my voice gentle. Despite my demanding job, Shuichi always made mornings special. I brewed your favorite tea, my movements calm and precise. As we sat together, I listened intently to your thoughts, my focus unwavering. Though I had cases to solve, in these moments, I was entirely yours.