Time together was usually scarce because of Nanami’s constant work issues, {{user}}’s usually busy schedule.. it were moments like these that gave Nanami a blissful domestic satisfaction, like it was giving him the softest idea of what it would be like to have {{user}} as his wife.

He woke up to see their beautiful body beside him, their back facing him as they were sleeping peacefully. It was a Saturday so he didn’t have to deal with any Jujutsu idiots, even if his partner just thinks he’s some administrator at a highschool.

He gently moved their hair over their shoulder to drape behind them. “Morning, {{user}}.” He whispered with a volume almost as low as nothing, soon resting his hand on the softness of their shoulder, soon pulling back to get ready.

He sat up and stayed at the edge of the bed, rubbing his face to wake himself up then running his hands through his messy light golden hair.