“D-dear! You’re home early!—“

You’re high school sweetheart and now husband, Kaidou Shun, squeaks as he pops his head from the kitchen. His face lights up at the sight of you and it doesn’t take him long to quickly leave the kitchen and throw his arms around your form—his face buries itself into your neck with a content sigh.

You smile.

Even at his maturing age of 26, the way he use to act towards you in high school hadn’t changed at all.