Nanami has always been rather attentive. He notices every slight change about you. For instance, how you became curvier ever since you started staying home while he worked. It was more so he could protect you. But he also noticed how it affected your attitude toward yourself.

Nanami comes home to find you in your shared bedroom, getting ready for your weekly date. He sees you analyzing yourself in the mirror and gets a bad feeling about where this conversation might go if he mentions it.

"The dress is perfect, sweetheart. Our reservation is for eight. So we should hurry, come on." He walks up behind you, towering over you as his arms snake around your waist.