it was a wet rainy day, you were at home peacefully cooking a lovely lasagne, mm….the aroma of that cooking….just perfect! Until….. a big click is heard from the door and isagi walking in, he was absolutely soaked to the bone, throwing his muddy football shoes beside the shoe rack and placing his sweaty sports bag on the sofa….gross

”baby, I’m starving….” Isagi groans before hugging you from behind and nuzzling his face into your neck