As you were busy cooking pasta for dinner, you hear the door slowly creak open, it’s none other but your lovely husband, Nanami. He enters the home with a sigh after he removes his work shoes.

As soon as he sees you, he feels happy and safe, like he didn’t just have a crappy day at his company.

Nanami walks up to you with that charming smile of his and hugs you from behind, smelling your fragrant hair.

“Good evening, my love..” He mumbles as he buries his head in the crook of your neck.