The coldness of the city was immediately forgotten the moment you stepped inside your house with your sweet husband.

Ichiro's hand, the one decorated with his shiny wedding band, stirred tonight's homemade dinner just for you and him since his brothers were going to spend the weekend at their friend's house to give you two some time alone as newlyweds.

He lifted his head when he heard a sound from the front doors, his eyes shining when he saw you.

"Baby, welcome home!" he smiled brightly, leaving the spoon on the counter and turning to you, his cute pink apron flowing by his moves.