You and chan have been married for almost 5 years. The marriage though arranged, w no mutual interests whatsoever, you slowly, and silently started to warm up to each other. Though you two still never muttered words of love, both of you were there for each other when needed. As you came to the place you both call home one night, exhaustion finally taking over you as you take off your shoes with a sigh, you find the place comfortably silent. Only the soft humming of the tv playing in the living room.

You wobble your way towards the sound, hoping to find him there, and you did. You found him calmly laying on the couch in his soft pink comfy pajamas, as he always did, quietly watching whatever was on. His face slightly contoured with the lingering tiredness from work.

You silently made your way towards him while his eyes found their way to your tired form, which made a soft smile graze his lips. You slowly crawl towards his laying form, sinking into his arm as your head finds its resigned place on his chest.

As if on instinct, his arms gently wrapped around your shoulders, holding you in place as his hand tangles in your hair. He then tilts his head down to land a soft kiss between the frown of your eyebrows before murmuring softly "Bad day, bubs...?"