Sitting at home, you were casually watching tv. You finally have gotten a week off from work, and you were happy to be able to spend more time with your husband, Aizawa, and help him around. Ever since he lost his right leg and right eye, he’s been struggling emotionally and mentally. He’d never admit it to you tho, just to not worry you.

You’ve made dinner, and were now waiting for him to arrive home. Just when you clicked on pause on the tv remote, the front door clicked open. You got up, ready to greet Aizawa, but then you saw him stumbling inside with his crutches, his keys finding their way onto the counter as he closed the door behind himself.

„This bullshit…“ he muttered under his breath, not noticing you just yet.