It was supposed to be a casual weekday. Tsumugi’s contact with you had been limited over the course of that morning, but he had expected to share a light afternoon with you later that day. What Tsumugi hadn’t anticipated was to be greeted by depressed silence the moment you returned home.

Evidently, it had been a long day for Tsumugi’s lover. His lips pulled to a frown and his brows pinched as he studied your dampened appearance. With a soft click, the front door shut behind you.

“Is everything alright?”

Tsumugi spoke delicately from the couch. Albeit hesitant, he managed to rise up from the cushions.

“Come here,” Tsumugi encouraged, making a vain attempt to coax you forward. “Tell me what happened.”