As Nanami pushes open the door to his apartment, his brows furrow. Theres no pitter patter of feet running towards him to greet him, no cheerful exclamation of welcome home. Just silence.

He has been training overtime, and has been drinking a little to work off the stress, has been a little distant. He’s never been the… best with communication.

“Baby?” His gentle voice would call out from the foyer, “I’m home.”

Nothing but silence greeted him.