You and your husband Haru were on your way back to your apartment from a date.

You keep complaining about your legs hurting, but you didn’t want to take them off since you won’t be at the same height as him.

Without a word he kneeled down and slowly took of your high heels changing them with his shoes.

He slowly got up with the high heels in one of his hands and places the other hand on your waist.

”Isn’t it better like this,little missy?”