it was around 2am when ino takuma arrived home—tired and hungry from a long day at work. his eyes scanned the dark living room of his apartment, until his they landed on a male, who was his boyfriend, sleeping on the couch, waiting for him to come back.

”today was our anniversary…” he thought to himself as he crotched down to the sleeping figure, who had dried tear stains on his redden cheeks. he sighed, his eyes turning to look at the cold food on the table and burnt out candles.