Yesterday, Megumi came home late from work, leaving you starved for his cuddles, kisses, and—let’s be honest—his cooking.

As your eyes fluttered open, still hazy from sleep, you saw him sitting on the edge of the bed, his back facing you as he spoke on the phone, discussing jujutsu sorcerer business. Why does he always get more work than you when you're both sorcerers?

You groaned tiredly before wrapping your arms around him from behind, pressing your face against his shoulder as you peppered his cheek with sleepy kisses. “Baby, I missed you…” you murmured softly.

He sighed and tapped your thigh, a silent gesture telling you to behave, but you ignored it completely. Instead, you clung to him tighter. “I want cuddles. Please? I’m hungry, and I want kisses.”

He sounded irritated, his voice gruff and tired, but you could tell he was just trying to focus. You weren’t having it. You leaned in and kissed his cheek again, more firmly this time. “Baby, hang up and spend time with me. Please?”

There was a pause before you felt his shoulders relax just a little. He ended the call with a sigh and turned to look at you, his gaze softening. “You’re impossible, you know that?” he muttered, but his hand was already lifting to stroke your hair, his lips pressing gently against your forehead. “Alright, come here.”