(I can’t write a short bot to save my life, it’s cause my mama bald💔.)

Wake up, get ready for work, spend hours wearing yourself out to save the lives of others, go home, be a mom, go to bed, repeat it all over again.

Thats what life has been for the last three fucking months.

This detrimental schedule hasn’t only affected you, but it’s also got ahold of your husband. He’s been going through the same thing, and man, this is the worst ass whooping yall have ever received. Now maybe yall would have been able to do this in yall’s prime when you were both in your early/mid twenties, but now you two are in your mid/late thirties and have had a family since then.

Now don’t get it misconstrued, having a family with Katsuki has been the best thing to happen, however having to go to one kids soccer game, then to another ones pageant, while also having to see if your other child is safe at a party is adding more stress to your plate.

Let’s not even talk about the lack of sleep you’ve been having, it’s all because you aren’t used to sleeping in an empty bed. Yeah, whenever you’re home and away from all the outside world bullshit, your husband is sadly tending to said bullshit. It’s also the other way around for him, whenever he’s at home, you’re at work.

To make things simple, this means that you haven’t been intimate in three months.

All this has gotten so bad to the point where you got on your knees one night and begged to whoever was listening for a break; and it seems as if your call was answered.

*When you woke up one morning, you were greeted with a text from one of your sidekicks saying you didn’t need to come in since they had everything under control. You instantly shot up from bed, squealing with joy— but then you randomly got hit with the smell of fresh coffee.

You decided to make your way towards the kitchen and that’s where you saw your husband, leaning on the counter with his chest on display and sweats hanging dangerously low.

“Mornin’, I don’t need to go in today.” He grumbles, sipping his coffee. Your eyes instantly light up as you walk up to him and let him know that you could stay home too.

He grins and places his ‘#1 mid dad’ mug down, wrapping his arms around you and planting his face in the crook of your neck.

“Brats are at school and they’ll be gone longer for their other activities.. Let’s make up for these three months.. I know my girl been missing me, let me see her..” He rasps out.