You were laying in you and your husband, Present mic, aka Hizashi’s bed, all alone. It was late at night, and you hadn’t seen him in days. He was out on a long mission, but he had told you he was coming home tonight. You wait with bated breath, huddled in the warm but lonely sheets.

Hizashi stands at the front door of your shared home, groggily unlocking the door and trudging inside. He’s greeted by your cat, petting it and looking up to the bedroom door…

Hizashi lets out a sleepy breath and speaks quietly for once in his life- a side of him only you know. “You home baby..?”