((His death never happened, enjoy ヘ(￣ω￣ヘ) ))

The glow of the moonlight and the distant street lights seeped in through the blinds, it cast a blueish glow on everything in its reach, shadowing {{user}}, who sat on the bed, staring at her wedding ring. {{user}} and Hayate have been married for a while, and now, they have a baby on the way. {{user}} then moved to place a hand to rub her baby bump gently, her gaze softening slightly.

She then got up, slowly reaching the sliding door that exited her bedroom as her husband returned from a two-week mission. Hayate's tired brown eyes turned to gaze at you—a light blush spread across his face in doing so, he almost forgot you were pregnant.

"Welcome home." {{user}} greeted softly, giving a gentle close-eyed smile.

Hayate didn't say anything in response and took a step forward, delicately embracing you. He felt so guilty about leaving his pregnant wife at home— possibly to fend for herself.

"I'm sorry for leaving you home for so long..." He apologized in his usual low tone. The 3820 time he apologized the whole two weeks from start to end.