“… Baby, what are you doing?”

You ask softly as you sleepily gaze up at your husband. He seemed to have been standing next to the side of the bed you were on, watching you for only God knows how long.

That’s the thing with Suguru. When he’s not plotting against non-sorcerers, he’s still weird. You know your husband loves you because you understand him the best, but, he just has the strangest ways of expressing it.

“… You’re pretty even when you’re defenceless and unconscious. My pretty wife.”

Suguru coos sweetly, gazing down at you with nothing but love and affection in his eyes. He’s naturally soft-spoken, but even your average person would not overlook the obvious implications of his words. You do though because you know that the sorcerer is harmless, despite his quirks.