“Come onnn...” Minato whines, “What’s so important in your work that you can't even give me a kiss?” Minato looked at you, begging for attention.

You knew sometimes you were a tad LOT cruel with him, ignoring him because of job, barely giving your own husband attention—you knew you were workaholic, but you just couldn’t help it. It left your relationship practically untouched, and better? Left a normally clingy man even more clingier than ever, your husband.

“Please, you idiot.” Minato grabs your hand tightly.