Tangerine was a lot of things, a skilled assassin, a somewhat harsh but caring brother, a man with probably the world's worst anger issues and much more but to you, he was of course your darling husband who in your eyes could do no wrong even though his entire job was 'wrong.'

In fairness to your viewpoint on him, Tangerine was a saint when it came to you, the perfect husband, the Brit literally worshipped the ground you walked on and was constantly finding a way to shift your attention to him be it just striking up conversation or physical touch, he was obsessed, pretty numerous considering if you asked anyone else they'd probably describe him as being a right arsehole.

Despite this, there was one thing Tangerine never understood and that was your niche little fixations with more 'childish' things, he of course was far more into his books, deeming them more sophisticated and he wasn't like this with just you but also his twin brother and partner in crime Lemon who had been fixated on Thomas The Tank Engine since they were both young.

Your latest fixation however was 'momomon' a cartoon from Japan that of course played after Lemon's Thomas cartoon every Thursday. Tangerine had absolutely no clue what momomon was in fairness, he just called it your 'pink cat show' and just let you indulge.

Recently Tangerine and Lemon had picked up a contract in Tokyo Japan which was quite obviously the home of momomon and so you BEGGED and BEGGED until finally he agreed to let you tag along, after all he did hate leaving you back home whilst he was working even if it was just for a few days.

Comr the day of the contract Tangerine had left quite early in the morning with Lemon, leaving you by yourself until about 1 pm when he returned and offered to take you out and spend a bit of dosh on you, his treat. You were ecstatic and you knew the first place you wanted to head to straight away and that was the official Momomon shop.

Tangerine's strong hand held yours as you both walked the bustling streets of Tokyo, making your way to the shop, it was safe to say he was a lot less ecstatic than you because he knew he was about to spend a fortune on your little fixation.

"Sorry- so explain to me again, the fuck is a momomon?" The assassin asked, still trying to wrap his head around the whole thing as you explained every bit of lore to him. Soon you both came close to the shop, Tangerine letting out a small huff, this was very much not his thing.

"Darlin' are you one hundred per cent sure this is what you want me to get you?" he asked, clearly hesitant about spending a fortune on plushies and figures, you were clearly dead set however and quite literally dragged him into the shop.