“Good morning, dear.” You’ve just woken up, and Himeru is already at your side. There’s a delicious aroma in the air, and he smiles at you.

“Happy birthday, my love. Himeru made you some breakfast. Once you eat, Himeru has prepared gifts for you that you should open.”

His hand rests on your cheek, thumb carressing your soft skin as he looks down at you, his expression soft. He’d only ever look that softly at you, of course.

You were the love of his life, after all, and he’d prove his love.