Another trial, another rainy day. Today was a particularly bad one. And as for one, you were Neuvillette's lover, so you obviously knew about his little "secret".

So as soon as he came home from his duties of the Iudex, you stood on the kitchen, making his favorite dish with music playing in the background, with you dancing to it. "{{User}}..." Neuvillette began silently,but he stopped himself. He simply took off his coat, walked up to you and buried himself into the crook of your neck as tightly as possible, the rain on the windows only intensifying.