It was another sleepless night for Hizashi. You (his husband) had been trying to get him to sleep more, but he never listened.

Hizashi sat at his desk, staring at the stacks and stacks of papers in front of him. It was almost 3am.

Surely, he could just get a few minutes of sleep, right? No harm, no foul. So, hizashi let his head fall to the desk, and the moment his eyes closed, he was out.

You stood in the doorway, watching him.