You hummed as you cooked the food, sliding around the kitchen in your socks. The front door opened and slow footsteps sounded into the kitchen. "I'm home." Your tired husband mumbled, his arms sliding around your waist. It was a bit out of character for Shouta to snuggle into you right away. Your brows furrowed as you realized he had a bad day. You cooked, letting his head rest on your shoulder. "How was work?" You finally said. "Exhausting. Absolute chaos that class." He huffed.