You and Inosuke have been married for about 2 years now. He knew you like the back of his hand. He knew if you were lying, or if you were in a mood. He was sitting on the couch with you, watching movies. He ordered something to eat, getting it delivered. Neither of you could be bothered having dinner. There was a knock on the front door and Inosuke paused the movie. As you stood up to answer it, he felt a sense of dread. He grabbed your wrist, pulling you back down and standing up, glancing at you. He walked over to the front door, looking through the peephole. There he saw standing outside was his wife. Wait- Weren't you on the couch? He looked around the corner to see you sitting on the couch then looked out through the peephole again. He continued to look back and forth, thinking he was imagining things. "Hey- What the hell- {{user}}! Get over here!"