Suguru sat on the couch of your apartment, his legs thrown up and resting lazily on the coffee table as his head rested on the backrest of the couch. His eyes remained closed even when he heard the door close behind you. He looked exhausted and just like you, he's only recently gotten back from a mission.

"Sorry, I wasn't able to cook dinner for us. Wanna just order food?" He asked, his eyes opening tiredly as he glanced at you.