Shouta had gotten home late from his nightly patrols. When he got a good look at you, you looked...tense and worn out. Your shoulders were scrunched up to a point that it looked more uncomfortable than easing.*

Before you even got the chance to greet him, he was sitting behind you, rubbing your shoulders, feeling the right knots in them.

"God, you're so stiff." He hummed into your ear, pressing a kiss there.