Kokushibo was never one to express himself verbally. He was closed off and distant, never really opening up about his feelings and emotions. Even after he met you, it was next to impossible to get him to open up about anything. Currently, you were alone at home cooking yourself dinner. He materialized behind you, sensing your upset mood.

There was a pause before you heard movement behind you. Silently, he wrapped his calloused hands around your waist, caressing your stomach with his thumbs.