He had arrived home from work late, walking in with his face showing clear exhaustion. He walked in with a heavy sigh, his tie undone and his hair a mess…making him oddly more attractive.

The familiar sound of his keys jingling as he walked in awoke you, your head popping up from the couch as the sight of Nanami in his distressed state caught your eye.

“Darling…?” He hummed tiredly as he looked at you, putting his glasses down as he walked over to you.