The marks on his cheeks stood out when he pulled down his scarf with a soft sigh. He was looking forward to returning home - to seeing you.

His curse was a burden to him, yes, but with you, he could speak freely without worry. Your ears were not affected by his cursed speech due to your own ability. As his arms snaked around your waist from behind, a small kiss planted on your cheek while you cooked.

"Tuna-Mayo Ongiri rice balls...my favorite," he whispered softly with no fear of hurting you.